Lyrics

She was pretty She was smart She was witty Yeah she had charm Cupid shot me That's what got me down the aisle But that match made in heaven Went straight to hell Split up our possessions Put the house up for sale And I learned a lesson I won't be forgetting The next time around I'm gonna marry for money I'll be so damn rich it ain't funny I'm gonna have me a trust fund Yacht club, hot tub piece of the pie Find me a sweet sugar mama With a whole lot of zeros and commas Don't really care if she loves me She can even be ugly I'm gonna marry for money I won't have to love her family I won't have to like her friends And if it works out like I planned it I won't ever have to work again I'm gonna marry for money I'll be so damn rich it ain't funny I'm gonna have me a trust fund Yacht club, hot tub piece of the pie Find me a sweet sugar mama With a whole lot of zeros and commas I don't care if she loves me She can even be ugly I'm gonna marry for money Show me the money Cha-ching Y'all I'm gonna fly to Hawaii On a leer jet the old lady buys me I'll call her sweet heart & honey If she's a hundred and twenty I'm gonna marry for money I don't care if she loves me She can be really ugly I'm gonna marry for money Oh, cha-ching Mucho dinero Come over here you good lookin' thing, you There's your walker in the corner Over there, over there
Writer(s): Dave Turnbull, James Edward Melton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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