I've seen her since I was a kid and I haven't dared to speak
Because her world is refined, very select
I am a bum for her social class
And in her family they hate bachateros
I have a plan to reach her, I need money
It is a myth that with only love you'll be happy
I don't have even a penny, only good feelings
And my love has no funds to take you to Paris
I'm gonna rob a bank to become a millionaire
Or be a brown-noser for some big congressman
And that they give me a post
Because the lottery is won by sheer luck
Nobody buys with kisses and lots of affection
Bliss and pricey luxuries
Break that guitar, Lenny
I am going to do the impossible to leave this undesirable misery
Because that's very fictitious narration
That a woman falls in love with only the heart
I'm gonna rob a bank to become a millionaire
Or be a brown-noser for some big congressman
And that they give me a post
Because the lottery is won by sheer luck
Nobody buys with kisses and lots of affection
Bliss and pricey luxuries
I want to be a millionaire
I want to be a millionaire
I'd buy her a new SUV every year
I want to be a millionaire
If I were rich she'd be in my hands
I want to be a millionaire
It was a poor man who said that money doesn't buy love
I want to be a millionaire
I want to be a millionaire