Who has an itch

To be filthy rich

Who gives a hoot

For a lot of loot

Who longs to live

A life of perfect ease

And be swamped by necessary luxuries

Who wants to be a millionaire

I don't

Have flashy flunkeys ev'rywhere

I don't

Who wants the bother of a country estate

A country estate is something I'd hate

Who wants to wallow in champagne

I don't

Who wants a supersonic plane

I don't

Who wants a marble swimming pool too

I don't

And I don't

'Cause all I want is you

Who wants to be a millionaire

Who wants uranium to spare

Who wants to journey on a gigantic yacht

Do I want a yacht

Oh how I do not

Who wants to wallow in champagne

Who wants a supersonic plane

Who wants a private landing field too

I don't

And I don't

'Cause all I want is you

Who wants to be a millionaire

And go to every swell affair

Who wants to ride behind a liv'ried chauffeur

A liv'ried chauffeur

Do I want No sir

Who wants an opera box I'll bet

And sleep through Wagner at the Met

Who wants to corner Cartier's too

I don't

And I don't

'Cause all I want is you

I don't

And I don't

I don't

And I don't

I don't

'Cause all I want is you

Who Wants To Be A Millionaire (Album Version) - Susannah McCorkle