The Rich House I'll be rich someday, I swear. I'll wear layers of jewels And gold in my hair. As I walk by people bow down And treat me like the king of the town. I don't joke around, I will tell you that. Make fun of me? I'll make you go splat. And when I get home Servants open the door And bathe me and dress me and all of galore. The cook cooks me dinner The maid washes clothes The fun starts to simmer As servants massage my toes. Does this seem like the #life for you? It sure does for me. Eventually you'll start to wish For a #life full of these dreams.