Golden Earring

I've been faster, than my own shadow
I've been colder, than an ice pick you know
What really matters, is a heart of gold
And a whole lotta money, and a fat checkbook
Been a gambler, had nothing better to do
Been crazy for fools like you
What really matters is, make a dream come true
I ain't playing with fire no more
Ain't gonna play with fire no more
Well I was walking down the street, in my Italian shoes
I was minding my own business, just goin' with the flow
I could feel the hot sunshine, on my back
I started singin' to the rhythm of the city noise
I said Yeah yeah yeah
Well I was knockin' opportunity right on its head
In my silver coloured suit and my Panama hat