Fancy Passes (version 2) Songtext
von The Supremes

Money isn′t everything
As anyone who's rich
It can buy pain and misery
Or grief

Though money isn′t everything
I have a pauper's itch
So though I crave a brave
(Yes)
I'll take the chief
(Lal-la-la-lal, la-la, laa-la)

He bought me a cat (Meow)
Siamese, imagine (Meow) that he keeps
Making fancy passes at me
(All those fine and fancy passes)

Oh joy, now I′ve got (Ooh)
Sixty feet of brand new yacht (Ooh)
He keeps making fancy passes at me
(All those fine and fancy passes)


He owns New York or Spain
But I don′t know which
(He got fat in Uptown Manhattan)
Poor Cinderella's got her a fellow who′s rich
(Every penny, he's worth a plenty)

He owns United Airlines
(That as well?)
He owns receding hairlines
(Oh, well)
He′s not so hip
Or smart as a whip, but
(Healthy, wise and wealthy)

He bought me a summer place (Ooh)
Somewhere out in outer space (Ooh)
He keeps making fancy passes at me


(What a man you've got, Diane)
(Did he buy you a mink?)
Mm, passion pink
(And a Cadi too?)
Mm, baby blue
(You′re speaking of?)
My baby love
(Your Romeo?)
My Daddy Dough
I love him a lot
(How much has he got?)

He's got a plot of ground
He found over oil
(Oh, my how chic we are)
He bought New Jersey
So he could call me his girl
(Oh, man, a feat we are) Haha, ha

Chocolate excites my tummy
(Ooh)
He bought me a firm called Yummy
(So)
He's one of those gents
With good business cents
(And quarters, half′s and dollars)

Ding, dong, ain′t it swell
They just delivered the liberty bell (Ooh)
How sad all those Philadelphians will be (Ooh)

I'll get half of what he owns
To keep up with Mrs. L. B. Jones
And if he keeps making (Fancy passes)
I′ll start holding (Evening classes)

I'll give him sugar and molasses
And the life, I live
I′ll live luxuriously
From those late and evening classes
That sugar and molasses
(Those fine and fancy passes) At me
(Ooh) Oh, wee
My honey (Yeah)