Penthouse Pauper

Now, if i was a bricklayer,

I wouldn't build just anything;

And if i was a ball player,

I wouldn't play no second string.

And if i were some jew'lry, baby;

Lord, i'd have to be a diamond ring.



If i were a secret, lord, i never would be told.

If i were a jug of wine, lord, my flavor would be old.

I could be most anything,

But it got to be twenty-four karat solid gold, oh.



If i were a gambler, you know i'd never lose,

And if i were a guitar player,

Lord, i'd have to play the blues.



If i was a hacksaw, my blade would be razor sharp.

If i were a politician, i could prove that monkeys talk.

You can find the tallest building,

Lord, i'd have me the house on top.



Oh, let's go!

All right, keep goin'!



I'm the penthouse pauper;

I got nothin' to my name.

I'm the penthouse pauper; baby,

I got nothing to my name.

I can be most anything,

'cause when you got nothin' it's all the same.



Oh, let's move to this song!

Lord, look at my penthouse.


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