verse 1 Sitting on a million, sitting on it everyday Can't make no money giving your stuff away Why don't you do right, like the millionaires do Put your stuff on the market and make a million too verse 2 Fay's a betting woman, she bets on every hand She's a tricky mother for you, everywhere she lands Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do Put your stuff on the market and make a million too verse 3 May's a good looking frail, she lives down by the jail On the back though she got hot stuff for sale Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do Put your stuff on the market and make a million too verse 4 Sitting on a million, sitting on it everyday can't make no money giving your stuff away Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do Put your stuff on the market and make a million too Put your stuff on the market and make a million too