Kate Bush - King Of The Mountain - ringer
Tanzina42042152
24 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Kate-Bush/King-Of-The-Mountain/ Full Song Lyrics: KING OF THE MOUNTAIN Could you see the aisles of women Could you see them screaming and weeping Could you see the storm rising Could you see the guy who was driving Could you climb higher and higher Could you climb right over the top Why does a multi-millionaire Fill up his home with priceless junk The wind is whistling The wind is whistling Through the house Elvis are you out there somewhere Looking like a happy man In the snow with Rosebud And king of the mountain King Of The Mountain lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Another Hollywood waitress Is telling us she's having your baby And there's a rumour that you're on ice And you will rise again someday And that there's a photograph Where you're dancing on your grave The wind is whistling The wind is whistling Through the house Elvis are you out there somewhere Looking like a happy man In the snow with Rosebud And king of the mountain The wind it blows The wind it blows the door closed

Funny Noises - Bling - music tone
blessedlife1562
13 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Funny-Noises/Bling-/ Full Song Lyrics: Verse One: Baby Big Tymers Man I got these broads iceing it up While my lil B.G.s on the bus puttin' out cigarette butts But me personally playboy I done had bad luck And I'm a always show love to my cut Hit tha club light tha lights up The Cash Money motto is to drank 'til you throw up Point the broad out guaranteed I can pluck Cause Wodie I'm tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum plus Earrings be trillion cut And my grill be slugged up My heart filled with anger lost, stranded as a youngster Stack my chesse up 'cause oneday I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss Wodie outta line wodie gone get his head bust Cash Money millionaires plus Don't touch broad if you can't pluck the broad Twenty inches with t.v.'s is a must By the year two thousand Lil' Wayne gone tear this game up Verse Two: Lil' Wayne Hot Boys Boss B, slow down in the Jag you lost me You know how slow the new Rolls Royce be Number one rapper, dippin low low In a compressor sippin mo-mo Spend a lotta cheddar, look My click couldn't be betta I'm married to C.M.R. baby Love it or leave it Drop tops when it's hot Strech hummer's when it's not Light up the whole block when You glance at my watch It's Wayne baby, thugged out won't change baby I do your main lady, in a blue navigaty navigator That's game baby, you can call me a game shooter But since I drive a bubble people call me Lex Luger I pull up in a expedition they be like ah no,no,no he didn't Tattoes and fast cars, Do you know who we are I'm Lil' Weezy puttin down for C.M.R. Chorus Repeat Bling bling Everytime I come around yo city Bling bling Pinky ring worth about fifty Bling bling Everytime I buy a new ride Bling bling Lorenzos on Yokahama tires Bling bling Verse Three: Manny Fresh both It's the playa with tha Lex bubble Candy coated helicopter with tha leather cover If ya slirppin' not ' take off the rubber Then toss that broad 'cause I don't love her Balla, Manny bought a private plane Then turned around and sold that thang to Juve and Wayne They put 30 inch lorenzos on that thang man You lil kids out there just don't understand Verse Four: Juvenile Hot Boys I'm a 1999 driver I'm a uptown third ward Magnolia T.C. rider Ole ignorant boy always stun'n Big ballin' cahouney's you can see him when he comin' Booted up Diamond up Golds be shinnin' up All them diamonds be blindin' up People at the second line be sayin' I be damn Up in they best fits sayin' Juve got me damn Chorus 2x Verse Five: B.G. Hot Boys I be that playa with the ice on me If it cost less than twenty it don't look right on me I stay flossed out all through the week My money long if you don't know I'm the B.G. I be dealin with your girl all in your home Haters be like look at that benz on all that crome Diamonds worn by everybody thats in my click Man I got the price of a mansion 'round my neck and wrist My nigga Baby gettin' a special built machine A mercedes benz seven hundred B 14 I know you haters can't believe that I can't wait to see ya bustas face when ya see that Man look at that Girls wear shades just to stand on side of me They say take that chain off boy ya blindin' me All day my phone ringin' bling bling bling Can see my earring from a mile bling bling Chorus 2x

Become A Millionaire!
MP3ProHypnosis
1 min - Jan 31, 2008

http://www.MP3ProHypnosis.com Become A Millionaire In 3 Years Zapper -- Mind Programming That Works. Suggestions: Any time within three years of the beginning of this programming, you will become a millionaire. You recognize and act upon money-making opportunities. You know what you want, you go after it, and you get it. Every day in every way you become more successful. You are persistent, ambitious and determined. You keep striving and you keep winning. You accept the challenge. You are enthusiastic about winning. You direct your time, energy and resources to manifest your goal. You view yourself as a self-confident winner. You are self-disciplined, always doing what you need to do to become a millionaire within three years. You spend each moment doing the most productive thing you can. Work smart. "Millionaire" is your key trigger-word for conditioned response. More. 74-Minutes. http://www.MP3ProHypnosis.com

Young Millionaire-Hip Hop's In Me(Produced by Acee)
mariofarrow
4 min - Jan 31, 2008

It's a single off of the album produced by Acee)the album is called 2Steps Above The Stars. It's coming soon

Daddy DJ - Daddy DJ - cell ring tone
KGlidden9048737
14 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Daddy-DJ/Daddy-DJ/ Full Song Lyrics: Talking whasup girl, I know that ya man and all but yo, what you see in that nigga you need to get with a nigga like me, for real, does he got one of these GS-4's Navigator system and everything, word up.... Chorus - Singing Thats all I wanted, was someone special, someone sacred in my life, Baby won't you be my Daddy Figure...... Verse 1 I regulated you from fake dudes to lake views minks with laced jewels nails, hairdo's and facials placed you in snake shoes did it up right, took the six night seven day cruise the beige creludes your pockets stay full, upgraded you, made me wait too I made you my suede boo, main chick, wifey and Angel put ten Karrots on your wrist, five on your ankle my whole angle, allow you in my triangle to shine and twinkle, eat steak off a platinum single these other cats is rectangles, they sweat bad girls they Bullwinkles, tricks of Rip Van Winkles but now you mingle with a real cat that gets the Pringles and all you gotta be is thankful that we can see the sea food menu's push whips, hit all the venues fly gear sharp as Ginsu's stare at the other pairs of gym shoes as long as you continue, to keep it genu never pretend to, I know its in you the true Mommi, jigged out female Armani with tight Nani, sippin' on Cristal and Donny roll with mad Parmesani pretty the most, no lactose, had to play you close fataly attracted like Glen Close made other men ghost staright overdose of high post you rollin' with me, rich mans wife live your life in luxury, deluxe VP's hologram covered T.V''s 300 E with the CD sip Martini's in Tahiti Jamaican Rum inside the Kiwi play the major leagues, them other cats is pee-wee they see me and you boo, plush cribs in Malibu I'll profile with you, push my whip a mile or two you can have it all 'cause I like the style in you all you gotta do is be real and stay true chill in the Ja'causezi with the G tatoo by ya lap boo we can run around and act fool your Daddy Figure, the one that got love for you kid.... Chorus 2X Verse 2: Yo, we could sip ale on rocks sail on yachts rock the Rolex watch with hail on top boot knock, eat Lobster tail on docks Cristal inside the ice pail dont stop drop top, SEL, cell on lock gift shop, come out of Bloomingdales on cots you think not you could see though go from Moschino to Tuxedo's as long as you only fk me though house with the twin gazebo's Ceelo's, with the Champaigne orders by the waters of Puerto Rico peep the live show featuring Tito rockin' your fly Donna's private jet to the Bahamas you still knockin' all the Mommas premadonna on the set mad fly jewels around the neck cut perfect the linen skirt set didn't even flip the long Sable fur yet the iced out burgette with the matchin' purse set five thousand when the Shanelle was purchased strictly for the purpose I stress you to roll with mine lookin' live close from a day old drive, push a five jet ski drive, skooba-dive live not survive, tryin' to keep it alive watch the sun rise, clear blue skies too fly the sunshine got the ice blindin' your eye high priced merchandise shipped over shores seven Karrots out of Paris on the Concord with a fine broad bottle of wine poured bungalos bundles of ones with O's braodway shows, fly condos sweet as Pendinico, Tiger skins Albino live with Tony Bennet on piano, white lacker combo me and you cat, yo, we can see that, you in the new Spider me inside the navy blue Viper with the pipers, covered in some silk fibers millionaire type of wife to, brighten ta life up got you under the wing maybe run you my name everything one and the same your Daddy Figure who adore you spend for you bend for you hurt up other men for you down to bust around for you stick somebody in the ground for you kid, I'll hold it down for you I'll catch a round for you I'll lounge for you you know the deal, I love you to death just keep it real yo..... Chorus 2X

D12 - I'll Be Da­m­n­ed - rin­ger
kmet­z731805
30 sec - Jan­ 31, 2008

G­et the rin­g­to­n­e:

http://www.rin­g­to­n­eg­a­l­.co­m/D­12/Il­l­-Be-D­a­mn­ed­/

Fu­l­l­ So­n­g­ L­yrics:

swa­n­
It's pl­a­tin­u­m ba­by, a­/k/a­ bj, so­ g­o­t them g­o­in­ cra­zy
Ba­ck u­p o­n­ the scen­e, a­n­d­ I'm sho­win­ yo­u­ g­reen­
D­o­n­'t g­o­tta­ a­sk wha­t I mea­n­, ta­ke a­ l­o­o­k a­t my tea­m
En­trepren­eu­rs g­ettin­ pu­bl­ishin­, ra­w o­n­ to­u­r, n­o­ ru­bbishin­
Swa­n­ d­ro­ps n­u­kes by l­a­w, where we a­t wit this
Everywhere yo­u­ see them fo­u­r byes
L­o­w l­o­w's ja­ck ben­z wit the bu­bbl­e eyes in­ every ha­l­l­wa­y
In­ every pj, a­l­l­ n­ig­ht, a­l­l­ d­a­y, they bu­mpin­ bj
N­o­w when­ they pl­a­y me in­ the cl­u­bs, g­irl­s ru­sh the d­j
A­n­d­ sa­y yo­u­ g­o­tta­ repl­a­y, wit n­o­ d­el­a­y

cho­ru­s: swa­n­
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, if I co­u­l­d­n­'t tu­rn­ the pa­rty o­u­t
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, if I co­u­l­d­n­'t ma­ke yo­u­ screa­m a­n­d­ sho­u­t
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, if I d­o­n­'t co­l­l­ect a­ ro­ya­l­ty check
A­n­d­ d­o­n­'t ha­ve a­ n­ig­g­ie beg­g­in­ o­n­ kn­ees, beca­u­se he sl­ept
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­

bu­cksho­t
Fire o­n­e, fire two­, l­et the missil­e d­ro­p
L­et the d­o­o­rs g­et l­o­o­se when­ the whistl­e po­p
Ba­rk, this is the a­rc, yo­u­ co­u­l­d­ g­et a­ ba­l­l­ bu­t we l­ea­vin­ a­t d­a­rk
If yo­u­ g­o­t yo­u­r ticket, then­ yo­u­r missio­n­ sta­rts
D­o­n­'t g­et ca­u­g­ht u­p in­ so­me shit, n­ig­g­a­s wa­n­t they thro­a­t to­ g­et sl­it
N­o­w, I g­o­tta­ l­o­t, yo­u­ g­o­tta­ l­o­t, if yo­u­ g­o­tta­ po­t
A­n­d­ I g­o­tta­ spo­t, if I g­o­tta­ kn­o­t, tel­l­ me if I g­o­t sho­t
'ca­u­se I g­o­t so­methin­ fo­r yo­u­ when­ my shit g­et ho­t
L­yrica­l­l­y a­bo­u­t to­ l­et my n­in­e co­ck
Bu­st o­ff a­ who­l­e ro­u­n­d­, I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­ if I see ho­es n­o­w

cho­ru­s: bu­cksho­t
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, if I ha­ve to­ keep bein­g­ this bro­ke

I'l­l­ Be D­a­mn­ed­ l­yrics o­n­ http://www.metro­l­yrics.co­m
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, if I g­o­ a­ d­a­y witho­u­t n­o­ smo­ke
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, if I d­o­n­'t beco­me a­ mil­l­io­n­a­ire
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­, if ya­ n­ig­g­a­s d­o­n­'t wa­tch a­n­d­ sta­re

bu­cksho­t
Wha­t's the d­ea­l­ bj
I rea­l­l­y wa­n­n­a­ kn­o­w wha­t's the d­ea­l­s these d­a­ys
D­o­n­'t fo­rg­et the bo­mba­y

swa­n­
If I ta­ke a­n­o­ther l­ife, then­ I sel­l­ my so­u­l­
Bu­t I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­ if I l­et yo­u­ ru­n­ u­p o­n­ me fo­r my g­o­l­d­
So­ when­ I ro­l­l­, I ta­ke preca­u­tio­n­
To­o­ ma­n­y o­f my peers g­o­t to­o­k o­u­t whil­e they were fl­o­ssin­
Tha­t hit me ha­rd­, a­n­d­ I stil­l­ g­o­tta­ ba­ttl­e po­l­ice
'ca­u­se bru­ta­l­ity a­in­'t n­o­ where n­ea­r a­ cea­se
O­n­ce yo­u­ pro­vo­ke, i'mma­, i'mma­ bl­a­st
'ca­u­se I'm n­ervo­u­s, a­n­d­ I d­o­n­'t wa­n­t pl­u­n­g­ers ru­n­n­in­ in­ my a­ss

bu­cksho­t
I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­ if po­l­ice try to­ l­o­ck me u­p
Pu­t they ha­n­d­ o­n­ they wa­ste a­n­d­ g­l­o­ck me u­p
Ra­ther d­ie l­ike a­ cha­mp, a­n­d­ l­ive l­ike a­ a­ss
'ca­u­se when­ it's time to­ bu­st, I'm bo­u­n­d­in­ to­ bl­a­st
We g­o­t bo­mb weed­, bo­mb bea­ts, bo­mb to­ l­icks
We g­o­t to­ bo­mb the weed­ co­n­sta­n­tl­y
Wa­tch, I'm feel­in­ when­ I g­et u­p in­ the a­ss l­ike
To­n­ig­ht's the n­ig­ht, yo­u­ wea­k mc's
Better co­me rig­ht, n­o­w when­ I sa­y co­me rig­ht
Yo­u­ better so­u­n­d­ tig­ht, 'ca­u­se a­l­l­ tha­t shit yo­u­ kick
It so­u­n­d­ l­ike it bite, a­n­d­ yo­u­ better prepa­re fo­r this shit I'm o­n­
'ca­u­se I'm a­ n­o­ctu­rn­a­l­ n­ig­g­a­, a­n­d­ I'm brin­g­in­ d­a­ sto­rm
Wo­rd­ is bo­n­d­, a­n­d­ I'l­l­ be d­a­mn­ed­

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50 Cent - I Get Money (Billionaires Remix) (Jay - music tone
wpxiwpxi24136427
18 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/50-Cent/I-Get-Money-Billionaires-Remix-Jay/ Full Song Lyrics: I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money 50 Chorus I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Verse 1 I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, But Coca-Cola came and bought it For billions, what the fk Have a baby by me baby Be a millionaire I write the check before the baby comes, Who the fk cares Im stanky rich Ima die tryna spend this shit Southside's up in in this bitch Yeah I smell like the vault I used to sell dope I did play the block Now I play on boats In the south of France Baby, St. Tropez Get a tan I'm already black Rich I'm already that Gangsta, get a gat Hit a head in a hat Call that a riddle rap Shit, fk the chitter chat I'm the baker, i bake the bread The barber, i cut ya head The marksman, i spray the lead I blood clot, chop ya leg Do not fk with the kid I get biz wit the cigg I come where you live Ya dig Chorus: I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Verse 2 You can call this my new shit But it aint new though I got rid of my old bitch Now i got new hoes First is was the Benzo Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, I'm sorry I keep blowin up Oh They call me the cake man The strawberry shake man I spray the AR Make your whole click breakdance Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then 9 shells, Mach 10, who wan get it crackin I Get Money lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com I was young, i couldnt do good Now i cant do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad Oh you cant do that Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky I come up out the jeweler, they callin me Rocky Its the ice on my neck man, the wrists and my left hand Bling like BLAOW You like my style Ha ha im headin to the bank right now Chorus: I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk Like a teflon Don, boy i run New York When i come outta court, yea i pop the Cork I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk I I get it, In the hood if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya im bout my bread I I get it, Round the world if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya they love the kid I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York Whoa.. I get money, money is got Im back on the streets man, I get money, money is got Im bringin the heat man, I get money, money is got Im on my grind, Money I got, money is got Like all the time, I get money, money is got Tryna stop my shine, I get money, money is got Ill cock my 9 Dont get outta line, Money I got, money is got I said dont get outta line I I get it.. I I get it.. Yeah, yeah.

50 Cent - I Get Money (Billionaires Remix) - cellphone ringtone
lulu20865288076
13 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/50-Cent/I-Get-Money-Billionaires-Remix-/ Full Song Lyrics: I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money 50 Chorus I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Verse 1 I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, But Coca-Cola came and bought it For billions, what the fk Have a baby by me baby Be a millionaire I write the check before the baby comes, Who the fk cares Im stanky rich Ima die tryna spend this shit Southside's up in in this bitch Yeah I smell like the vault I used to sell dope I did play the block Now I play on boats In the south of France Baby, St. Tropez Get a tan I'm already black Rich I'm already that Gangsta, get a gat Hit a head in a hat Call that a riddle rap Shit, fk the chitter chat I'm the baker, i bake the bread The barber, i cut ya head The marksman, i spray the lead I blood clot, chop ya leg Do not fk with the kid I get biz wit the cigg I come where you live Ya dig Chorus: I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Verse 2 You can call this my new shit But it aint new though I got rid of my old bitch Now i got new hoes First is was the Benzo Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, I'm sorry I keep blowin up Oh They call me the cake man The strawberry shake man I spray the AR Make your whole click breakdance Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then 9 shells, Mach 10, who wan get it crackin I Get Money lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com I was young, i couldnt do good Now i cant do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad Oh you cant do that Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky I come up out the jeweler, they callin me Rocky Its the ice on my neck man, the wrists and my left hand Bling like BLAOW You like my style Ha ha im headin to the bank right now Chorus: I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk Like a teflon Don, boy i run New York When i come outta court, yea i pop the Cork I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk I I get it, In the hood if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya im bout my bread I I get it, Round the world if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya they love the kid I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York Whoa.. I get money, money is got Im back on the streets man, I get money, money is got Im bringin the heat man, I get money, money is got Im on my grind, Money I got, money is got Like all the time, I get money, money is got Tryna stop my shine, I get money, money is got Ill cock my 9 Dont get outta line, Money I got, money is got I said dont get outta line I I get it.. I I get it.. Yeah, yeah.

Valentine's Day Tones - Who Needs A Man (Ver. 2) - ring tone
Sergiu2540868445
1 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Valentines-Day-Tones/Who-Needs-A-Man-Ver-2-/ Full Song Lyrics: When the postman don't call on valentine's day And santa claus don't come on a christmas day That umbrella won't work on a rainy day Don't ask me, I already know When they find you beached on the barrier reef And the only pleasure treasured is in map relief The choice is yours, sure, saint or thief Don't ask me I already know When they baked your cake in little slices, Kept your eyes on rising prices, Wound up winning booby prizes I'm sure you'd like to think you know what life is Find destiny through magazines Liplicking, unzipping Harpers and queens From here to eternity, Valentine's Day lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Without in-betweens, Don't ask me, I already know With your heart on parade and your heart on parole I hope you find a sucker to buy that mink stole School for scandal, Guess who's enrolled So ask me, I already know When they find you beached on the barrier reef When the postman don't call on valentine's day When the only pleasure treasured is in map relief When you don't tell the truth, that's the price you pay When I'm shaking a hand, I'm clenching a fist If you gave me a pound for the moments I missed And I got dancing lessons for all the lips I shoulda kissed I'd be a millionaire I'd be a fred astaire

Valentine's Day Tones - I Need A Date - ringer
oskdill62067585
1 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Valentines-Day-Tones/I-Need-A-Date-/ Full Song Lyrics: When the postman don't call on valentine's day And santa claus don't come on a christmas day That umbrella won't work on a rainy day Don't ask me, I already know When they find you beached on the barrier reef And the only pleasure treasured is in map relief The choice is yours, sure, saint or thief Don't ask me I already know When they baked your cake in little slices, Kept your eyes on rising prices, Wound up winning booby prizes I'm sure you'd like to think you know what life is Find destiny through magazines Liplicking, unzipping Harpers and queens From here to eternity, Valentine's Day lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Without in-betweens, Don't ask me, I already know With your heart on parade and your heart on parole I hope you find a sucker to buy that mink stole School for scandal, Guess who's enrolled So ask me, I already know When they find you beached on the barrier reef When the postman don't call on valentine's day When the only pleasure treasured is in map relief When you don't tell the truth, that's the price you pay When I'm shaking a hand, I'm clenching a fist If you gave me a pound for the moments I missed And I got dancing lessons for all the lips I shoulda kissed I'd be a millionaire I'd be a fred astaire