Gold chains and a new nudie suit
Well my ship came in, what else could I do?
It's always sunny, my jokes are funny
'cause I've got new money
Some blue blood, it could do me some good
'Cause Lady Luck gave me somethin' my daddy never could
Come on honey, love somebody
With new money
Fresh and green, crisp and clean
There ain't a wrinkle on a president
Nights like these, they don't come cheap
We'll wake up in the morning wondering where it all went
Get ready, 'cause pretty soon
We'll be sippin' Zinfandel in our own jungle room
Come on honey, love somebody
With new money

Hey, come on honey, love somebody
With new money

Composição: Jay Knowles / Trent Summar