Letra Fancy passes The Supremes

Fancy passes

(r. miller/w. omalley/a. vandenberg)

Money isnt everything
As anyone whos rich
It can buy pain and misery
Or grief

Though money isnt everything
I have a paupers itch
So though I crave a brave
Yes
Ill take the chief!

He bought me a cat
Siamese, imagine that
He keeps making
Fancy passes at me
All those fine and fancy passes

Oh joy, now Ive got
Sixty feet of brand new yacht
He keeps making
Fancy passes at me
All those fine and fancy passes

He owns new york or spain
But I dont know which
He got fat in uptown manhattan
Poor cinderellas got her a fella whos rich
Every penny, hes worth a plenty

He owns united airlines
That as well?
He owns receding hairlines
Oh, well!
Hes not so hip
Or smart as a whip
But healthy, wise and wealthy

He bought me a summer place
Somewhere out in outer space
He keeps making
Fancy passes at me

What a man youve got, diane
Did he buy you a mink?
Mmmm..passion pink
And a cadi too?
Mmmm, baby blue
Youre speaking of?
My baby love!
Your romeo?
My daddy dough!
I love him a lot
How much has he got?

Hes got a plot of ground
He found over oil
Oh, my how chic we are
He bought new jersey
So he could call me his girl
Oh, man, a feat we are!

Chocolate excites my tummy
Ooh
He bought me a firm called yummy
So
Hes one of those gents
With good bizness cents
And quarters, halfs and dollars

Ding, dong, aint it swell
They just delivered the liberty bell
How sad all those philadelphians will be

Ill get half of what he owns
To keep up with mrs. l. b. jones
And if he keeps making fancy passes
Ill start holding evening classes

Ill give him sugar and molasses
And the life, I live
Ill live luxuriously
From those late and evening classes
That sugar and molasses
Those fine and fancy passes at me
Oooweee
My honey
Yeah!