Penthouse Pauper

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Now, if I was a bricklayer, I wouldnt build just anything; And if I was a ball player, I wouldnt play no second string. And if I were some jewlry, baby; Lord, Id have to be a diamond ring. If I were a secret, lord, I never would be told. If I were a jug of wine, lord, my flavor would be old. I could be most anything, But it got to be twenty-four karat solid gold, oh. If I were a gambler, you know Id never lose, And if I were a guitar player, Lord, Id have to play the blues. If I was a hacksaw, my blade would be razor sharp. If I were a politician, I could prove that monkeys talk. You can find the tallest building, Lord, Id have me the house on top. Oh, lets go! All right, keep goin! Im the penthouse pauper; I got nothin to my name. Im the penthouse pauper; baby, I got nothing to my name. I can be most anything, cause when you got nothin its all the same. Oh, lets move to this song! Lord, look at my penthouse.

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