Frank Rogers - Marry For Money 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 going to marry for money I'll be so damn rich it ain't funny I'm going to 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 going to 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 going to marry for money I'll be so damn rich it ain't funny I'm going to 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 going to marry for money Show me the money Cha-ching You all, I'm going to find a wife On a leer jet the old lady buys me I'll call her sweet heart and honey If she's a hundred and twenty I don't care if she loves me She can be really ugly I'm going to marry for money Oh, cha-ching Mucho dinero Come over here you good looking thing you There's your walker in the corner Over, over