If Stomp

If I were rich enough

To make you need me as much as I need you

If I could pitch enough

You'd realise what a little country bread can do

Well, if my ma had come very far

And if my pa was an oil-rig big-wig around our money town

If I were rich enough

To give you entertainment in the manner that you've been accustomed to

If I could stitch enough

I'd save you nine and throw in a Dixie too

Well, if I knew that you'd give me good times too

And if I knew that the loved one that I love loved me too

If I were rich enough

To make you need me too

If I were rich enough

To see you pretty, looking like a scene I'd dream

If you were bitch enough

You'd leave me here, a king without a queen

Well, if you do, if you leave your little boy blue

If you do, I'll shut you and you'll shout and you'll know it too

If I were rich enough

To have a . . . for every single day I'll wake

And if I acted rough

You'd want me more than just for wanting's sake

Mmmmm, that ain't so, I'll always be this way

Feelings grow, do the time when the sun shines then we'll know

If I were rich enough

To make you need me too