I'd play rock music and grow long hair
 I tell you boys I'd buy a new Rolls Royce.

 Pretty women'd come to me I'd give 'em all the third degree
 I'd give 'em Satin Sheets to keep 'em off the streets.

 Hallelujah
 let me sook it to ya
 Praise the Lord and pass the tambourine
 Great Jehova
 you'll come over
 As soon as you see me boogie-woogie
 'Cross the silver screen.

 I can hang 'em high or hang 'em low
 I'd put 'em in the ceilings wherever I'd go
 And swing all night from the rafter lights.

 Hallelujah
 let me sook it to ya
 . . .
 I wish you was a millionaire
 . . .
 Hallelujah
 let me sook it to ya
 .