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Just fancy

(Th. Tol/C. Tol/J. Tuijp)

Imagine I should have twenty five million dollars cash today
I promise you my friends that my troubles would fade away
A caddilac, a sportscar are the things I would buy for myself I know
Day or night have fun and I wouldn't let my money grow

Just fancy, it's driving me mad
No gloom and I wouldn't regret
But I am just poor, and I ain't got a dime

A private swimmingpool near the beach or the mediteranean sea
Lots of people there, everybody's doing everything for me.

Just fancy, it's driving me mad
No gloom and I wouldn't regret
But I am just poor, and I ain't got a dime

Ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo-ooo-oh

Just fancy, it's driving me mad
No gloom and I wouldn't regret
But I am just poor, and I ain't got a dime
I ain't got a dime
I ain't got a dime, no none
       
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