My mother told me that All I needed was a band of gold My mother told me to Be a lady and do what you're told I always read in books and all the glossy magazines (Ding-ding) How to find love, but maybe that's not what I need
Maybe I don't need a man, is that even allowed? Maybe I should settle down, maybe I should watch my mouth Took myself shopping, and I got everything that I need Momma, I'm a Fortune 500 company And I'm making history
Cha-ching, ding ding I am the rich man Cha-ching, ding ding I am the rich man
And is there something wrong with dating around? I put my best dress on, and I went all over town I've been vilified, criticized, and misunderstood I ain't that bad, baby, I'm that good
Maybe I don't need a man, is that even allowed? Maybe I should settle down, maybe I should watch my mouth Took myself shopping, and I got everything that I need Momma, I'm a Fortune 500 company And I'm making history
Cha-ching, ding ding I am the rich man Cha-ching, ding ding I am the rich man
I'm not a willow tree that sways in the wind (Aah) I am an oak that's steady and strong (Oo-ha) Cha-ching ding ding I am the rich man
Compositores: Goldie Boutilier, Jonathan Lennerbrant, Simon Wilcox & Thomas “Tawgs” Salter