Lyrics:

I broke into the bank on Sunday
And you should see the money I got
I couldn't drag it home until Monday
'Cause it sure weighed an awful lot.

Then I sat down to count it
And much to my surprise
A whole lotta little round little brown coins
Rolled out in front of my eyes.

I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies
Not one paper dollar or dime
And I really don't think there's many rich men
With a problem like mine.

And I really don't think this
Is any kind of ending for a perfect crime
I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies
And I'm spendin' it a penny at a time.

Now a steak would sure taste delicious
And I've forgotten how beer would feel
But the man might get suspicious
If I gave him five hundred pennies for a meal.

So I guess I'll weigh myself again
And buy another stick o'gum
I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies
And I'm a livin' like a penniless bum.

I've got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies
Not one paper dollar or dime
And I really don't think there's many rich men
With a problem like mine.

I could buy myself a big limousine
And be a livin' like a movie star
But I'd have to hire a truck to haul the pennies
To the place where you buy the car.

And I'd have to have a wagon to haul the pennies
To the place I'd hire the truck
I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies
And I ain't got a penny's worth o'luck.

I've got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies
Not one paper dollar or dime
And I really don't think there's many rich men
With a problem like mine.

I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies
And I'm spendin' it a penny at a time...