Letra de Penthouse Pauper - Creedence Clearwater Revival

Now, if I was a bricklayer,
I wouldn�t build just anything;
And if I was a ball player,
I wouldn�t play no second string.
And if I were some jew�lry, baby;
Lord, I�d have to be a diamond ring.
If I were a secret, Lord, I never would be told.
If I were a jug of wine, Lord, my flavor would be old.
I could be most anything,
But it got to be twenty-four karat solid gold, oh.
If I were a gambler, You know I�d never lose,
And if I were a guitar player,
Lord, I�d have to play the blues.
If I was a hacksaw, My blade would be razor sharp.
If I were a politician, I could prove that monkeys talk.
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You can find the tallest building,
Lord, I�d have me the house on top.
Oh, let�s go!
All right, keep goin�!
I�m the penthouse pauper;
I got nothin� to my name.
I�m the penthouse pauper; baby,
I got nothing to my name.
I can be most anything,
�Cause when you got nothin� it�s all the same.
Oh, let�s move to this song!
Lord, look at my penthouse.