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.

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sharp. If I were a politician, I could prove that
monkeys talk. 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.