Smokie - Fistful Of Dollars | Текст песни

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• Smokie
• Fistful Of Dollars

You wanna dream, son
Well I can make you one
I'll take you higher than you ever thought you'd go
Yes, I can make you
And I can break you
I make the rules, you pay your dues
And don't forget it, son
You'll be a big shot
I'll make you so hot
You'll rise so fast, your feet won't ever tough the ground
Be the main man, centre attraction
Number one, I'll see it's done
The greatest thing around
here's a man with a fistful of dollars inhis hand
Telling me just what I gotta sing
But he don't understand I just can't think like the man
I don't wanna be a puppet on a string
No puppet on a string
So here's the rules boy, you'll be my toy
You'll be style, be the fashion, be the trend
I'll take you so far, you'll be a big star
You pay your dues, forget the rules cause they were made to bend
Yes, you'll be so big 'cause I can fix it
I can make you everything you wanna be
You'll be the news boy, teenagers' new toy
A private jet, you'll be the set
leave everything to me
here's a man