Well here's a simple story of a single guy
Who life changed round as quickly
As a blink from your eye
Always lived so well within his own means
Then the world just cracked wide open a can full of his dreams
At first he didn't know where he was supposed to turn
But when his feet touched the ground
And the dust settled down
Pretty soon he heard from all his long lost friends
Who crawled out of the woodwork to be pals again
And distant relatives he thought were long dead
Said come and spend some time with us
We'll make up a bed
While sweet young ladies clamoured to his bulging wallets side
His faith was now clearly
Lost with humanity
He had just gone from rags to riches
And now the lifestyle of a king
With all the passing years there grew a lonely old man
The single life was never in his master plan
Had all the money in the world that he'd need
Still happiness was something that he never achieved
He had long gone from rags to riches
No queen to ever match his king
He wondered how he would now ever find his queen
Someone who wanted the man
Not the wealth, glitz and glam
The story ends from rags to riches
His fortune never gave him all