Nice Things Are Nice

Bob: I know you're already a wealthy-ish guy
But think of what that condo money could buy
And I'd open up Bob's Beach Burgers and Fries
Oh nice thing are nice
(Fischoeder: Not interested)
Bob: Your own private island a millon eye patches
(Fischoeder: No, I don't think so)
Bob: A gold swimming pool to hold all of your cashes
(Fischoeder: No, sorry, Bob)
Bob: I'd hire real waiters who all have mustaches
(Fischoeder: No, no, no, no, no, no...)
Bob: Oh,nice things are nice
Fanny: Soon you will see just how nice life can be
When you start raking in condo people's money
Linda: Oh,I love this dress, does it come in size three ?
Okay, six?
Okay, ten?
Fanny: Oh nice things are nice
Tina: I'm chained to Mr.Goiter
In hopes that they don't destroy her
Okay,it's not a her, but I really really wanted it to rhyme
Bob: A legion of servants, all at your command
An army of tigers, like you always planned
Fischoeder: I could buy my own missiles to launch at Englan....
Never mind, never mind I'm telling
Bob: My sophisticated burgers they would understand
All: Oh nice things are nice.
(Waiter: You guys, excuse me
There is no singing in here, thank you...thank you
Bob: Oh sorry...Got carried away)