10 Cc – 18 Carat Man Of Means

I need some money to open doors

I won’t bend over or lick your paws

You got me red, I’ll get me black

My tar town checks come bouncin’ back

He wears my suit to make a good impression

He didn’t come here for no mad concession

Don’t rip me off

‘Cause I’m a

Blue chip (Long hair)

Gilted (Weirdo)

Carte blanche, bona fide

18 carat man of means

My joint account goes up in smoke

Your drinkin’ scotch, I’m drinkin’ coke

Man, he’s gonna be a star

Stick with him babe and you’ll go far

I’ve said so baby, what you want of me

I’m already signed up to NSB

They’re alright

Yeh, yeh, yeh

They’re alright

Yeh, yeh, yeh

They’re alright

Yeh, yeh, yeh

They’re alright

Yeh, yeh, yeh

You laughed at me when I was down

You thought our Harry would devalue the pound

Worn out with you, yeh and I saw red

You’re holding my hand, but you shake my head

You’re alright

Yeh, yeh, yeh

You’re alright

Yeh, yeh, yeh

You’re alright

Yeh, yeh, yeh

You’re alright

Yeh, yeh, yeh