Alex Bevan - Cool Stuff lyrics

You know life is good and life is sweet And life with toys can‘t be beat When I work I work, when I play, I play If I find a genie who gives me a wish Or win the lottery, here's my list Gimme, gimme, gimme That's all I've got to say Gimme [Chorus:] Cool Stuff, Hey! Put it right here in a pile Gimme Cool Stuff, The only way to make me smile, I used to think thrifty and small Before I go I want it all Gimme really cool stuff, Stack it up wall to wall Oh, ya I want cowboy boots made out of crocodiles One of them flashlights from the X-Files A stylish New York penthouse And that ain't all I want gold, j**elry.....baubles I want a red corvette With a blonde at the throttle She can chauffer me To some generic mall and buy me [Chorus] I want a leather racket with zippers and crap Gucci this.... Gucci that Everything from the Gap on sale I want an S.U.V. that's bigger and faster I want Mark Knopfler's Stratocaster I want the Midas touch To make me chilly by braille (touch me, baby!) [Chorus] I want the hands of Shakespeare And the wit of Joe Walsh I want to be on Drew Carey With all of my faults I want to sing the national anthem On opening day I want my very own brand new Goodyear Blimp I wand Cindy Crawford to serve me shrimp I want my underwear shown At the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame [Chorus]