Lyrics

My uncle Willy, you never see him broke, if he borrow you a stone you will pay him back in gold
His tongue is like a snake crawling up your leg
His eyes makes promises that sneaks into your head

Uncle Willy, I want to be like you, want to smoke those cigars that I always see you do
And that sparkling champagne I really - want it too
Uncle Willy, I want to be like you

Once he was a pastor collecting in for God, strangely at the same time he built himself a house
But even the taxman was a preacher in his flock
So the congregations profit was solid as a rock

Uncle Willy, I want to be like you, want to smoke those cigars that I always see you do
And that sparkling champagne I really - want it too
Uncle Willy, I want to be like you


In the midnight hour when he's counting all his cash
you might think that he would send a little thought
to them millionairs he conned, all the bankers that he fooled
but in his view they still have enough...

Uncle Willy, I want to be like you, want to smoke those cigars that I always see you do
And that sparkling champagne I really - want it too
Uncle Willy, I want to be like you