That Girl Was Gonna Make Me Rich

I knew when I met her who her father was
He was the wealthiest guy in town
He owned bars and stores, ran drugs and whores
And I knew just what I'd found

That girl was gonna make me rich
So what if she's a well spoiled bitch?
I had my masterplan
That girl's inheritance
That girl was gonna make me rich

Her looks weren't much but worth her weight in gold
She was the apple of her daddy's eye
And I knew when she gave her hand to me
Just what would happen when the old man died

That girl was gonna make me rich
So what if she's a well spoiled bitch?
I had my masterplan
That girl's inheritance
That girl was gonna make me rich

I'm not going to lie and say that I never loved her
But I've always felt more like her little brother
She's a bitch, yeah, but I'm no better
Sat praying that her daddy's soul would fly just a little bit faster

It's sixty years since I first saw that girl
I'm old and frail and nearly eighty five
And I'm no closer to that pot of gold
And I'm sad to say her daddy's still alive

That girl was gonna make me rich
So what if she's a well spoiled bitch?
I had my masterplan
That girl's inheritance
That girl was gonna make me rich