Priscilla Bagshot lives in a house with a hundred and twenty rooms
With butlers and bakers and candlestick vapors and horses and horses
grooms
People don`t like her, they say she`s a fool, but I know I disagree
I know her better, she`ll lend me ten-bob and I know she`s in love with me
Oh, oh, she`s a beautiful girl, she doesn`t have a care
Oh, oh, she`s a wonderful girl and her daddy`s a millionaire
I meet her on Sundays, we go for a ride and it means the world to me
She lets me take her out to the woods then back to her house for tea
People don`t like her, they say she`s a fool, but I know I disagree
I know her better, she`ll lend me ten-bob and I know she`s in love with me
Daddy`s a millionaire
Daddy`s a millionaire
Daddy`s a millionaire
Daddy`s a millionaire.
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