"Don't you worry there my honey
We might not have any money
But we've got our love to pay the bills
Oh lets get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
Lets get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance
Lets get rich and build a house on a mountain making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I.
So I will help you read those books
If you will soothe my worried looks
And we will put the lonesome on the shelf"
You and I, Ingrid Michaelson