Housewife

Okay, okay

Think my paradise is tabloids and flashing lights

Truth is it's more like loads of cash, and a nice guy and a life lived right

There's just some things that they don't tell you, tell you

And all the dreams they try to sell you, sell you

The price of fame can take you to your knees

And when it does, wanna run away with me?

I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

You, you, you, you could be the one l'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

Acres of open stars, headlights of precious cars, life imitating art

I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

Be my, be my

Drive fast, take me out of here

Louis out the window and the 310 in the mirror

Life's great when you disappear

Rockies took the girl, but the city took the golden years

This industry will try to kill you, kill you

But not before they try to bill you, bill you

They try to take away your wild and free

And when they do, wanna run away with me?

I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

You, you, you, you could be the one l'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

Acres of open stars, headlights of precious cars, life imitating art

I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

Be my, be my

Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree

I don't pay for nothing, baby, people pay me

And you right beside me's just the icing on the dream

I don't need you, I want you, and that's my favorite thing

Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree

I don't date nobody, baby, people date me

And you right beside me's just the icing on the dream

I don't need you, I want you, and that's my favorite thing

I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

You, you, you, you could be the one l'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

Acres of open stars, headlights of precious cars, life imitating art

I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

Be my, be my