I got your postcard it made me lonelyI'm out of money and no one really caresthe south of france has sunny weatherpretty boats and lots of millionaires
now you're not coming homeyou like the style and you're staying herepretty boys everywhere you goyou lead 'em on and then you disappear
you say you're gonna find a millionaire-- well I wish you luckand we were never going anywhere-- and now you've had enoughyou didn't wanna begoing broke with a loser like meand you're a girl who's just got to be freeand I don't think you'll ever be happychasing a millionaire
all the streets are dead without youempty shops and old abandoned carsin saint tropez your man is waitinghe comes with diamonds to the hotel bar
you say you're not going homeyou like the sun and you're staying herehe'll ask if you're on your ownyou say "why not" then you both disappear
now you say you're found your millionaire-- oh well I don't caresays he's gonna take you everywhere-- I just don't care
I bet he'll let you downthat kinda guy never hangs aroundhe's got a girl in every townand I don't think you'll ever be happyliving with a millionaire
now you say you're found your millionaire-- oh well I don't caresays he's gonna take you everywhere-- I just don't carethen one day he's gonna let you downhe'll have you searching every club in townthat kind of guy will only drag you down
you can go and take your millionaire-- oh I don't wanna knowtell you that I really do not care-- and your life's your ownyou see them everywhere you gochasing the sun in alfa romeosyou gotta catch 'em before they get too oldand I don't think you'll ever be happychasing a millionaire