[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 things are nice [Mr. Fischoeder] Uh-uh Not interested [Bob and Mr Fischoeder] Your own private island A million eye patches (No, I don't think so) A gold swimming pool To hold all of your cashes (No, sorry, Bob) I'd hire real waiters who all have mustaches (No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no) 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] Ooh, I love this dress Does it come In size three? [Fanny] Uh-uh [Linda] Okay, six? [Fanny] Uh-uh [Linda] Okay, ten? [Fanny] Oh, nice things are nice [Tina] I'm chained to Mr. Goiter (Gene and Louise: La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) In hopes that they don't destroy her (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Okay, it's not a her But I really really wanted it to rhyme (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, laaaaa) [Bob] A legion of servants all at your command An army of tigers Like you always planned [Mr. Fischoeder] I could buy my own missiles to launch at Englaa... Ah, ah, never mind I'm not telling [Bob] My sophisticated burgers They would understand [Bob and Mr. Fischoeder] Oh, nice things are nice