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 jewellery, baby, Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring
If I were a secret, Lord, I never would be told
And 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
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
And 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!
Alright, keep goin'!
I'm the penthouse pauper, I got nothing to my name
I'm the penthouse pauper, baby, I got nothing to my name
I can be most anything, oh when you got nothing it's all the same
Oh, let's move to this song!
Lord, look at my penthouse.
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