the bellamy brothers
satin sheets
I wish I was a millionaire I'd play rock music and grow long hair I tell you boys I'd buy a new Rolls Royce.  Pretty women'd come to me I'd give 'em all the third degree I'd give 'em Satin Sheets to keep 'em off the streets.  Hallelujah Let me sook it to ya Praise the Lord and pass the tambourine Great Jehova You'll come over As soon as you see me boogie-woogie Cross the silver screen.  I can hang 'em high or hang 'em low I'd put 'em in the ceilings wherever I'd go And swing all night from the rafter lights.  Hallelujah Let me sook it to ya  I wish you was a millionaire  Hallelujah Let me sook it to ya