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Housewife – Tate McRae

Tate McRae

Housewife lyrics

Language
English
Level
Beginner
Released
2026
Genre
Pop
Length
3:30
  1. Okay okay

  2. Yeah

  3. Think my paradise is tabloids and flashing lights

  4. Truth is, it's more like loads of cash and a nice guy and a life lived right

  5. (I know that)

  6. There's just some things they don't tell you, tell you

  7. And all the dreams they try to sell you, sell you

  8. The price of fame can take you to your knees

  1. And when it does, wanna run away with me? (Yeah)

  2. I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

  3. You, you, you

  4. You could be the one l'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

  5. You, you, you, you

  6. Acres of open stars

  7. Headlights of precious cars

  8. Life imitating art

  9. I, I, I, I

  10. I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

  11. Be my, be my

  12. Drive fast, take me out of here

  13. Louis out the window, and 310 in the mirror

  14. Life's great when you disappear

  15. Rockies took the girl, but the city took the golden years

  16. This industry will try to kill you, kill you

  17. But not before they try to bill you, bill you

  18. They try to take away your wild and free

  19. And when they do, wanna run away with me?

  20. I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

  21. You, you, you

  22. You could be the one l'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

  23. You, you, you, you

  24. Acres of open stars

  25. Headlights of precious cars

  26. Life imitating art

  27. I, I, I, I

  28. I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

  29. Be my, be my

  30. Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree

  31. I don't pay for nothing, baby, people pay me

  32. And you right beside me's just the icing on the dream

  33. I don't need you, I want you

  34. And that's my favorite thing

  35. Go in to my garden, pick the money off the tree

  36. I don't date nobody, baby, people date me

  37. And you right beside me's just the icing on the dream

  38. I don't need you, I want you

  39. And that's my favorite thing

  40. I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

  41. You, you, you

  42. You could be the one I'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

  43. You, you, you, you

  44. Acres of open stars

  45. Headlights of precious cars

  46. Life imitating art

  47. I, I, I, I

  48. I just wanna make a lotta money, be my own housewife

  49. Be my, be my

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Key vocabulary

paradise
perfect peaceful place
tabloids
small sensational newspapers
flashing
bright, quick light burstsB2
lights
makes bright
truth
real factB1
like
enjoy; similar to
loads
very many; a lotB2
cash
money in billsA2
guy
a manA2
lived
had a home; existed

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About this song

Tate McRae is a Canadian pop singer and songwriter. She rose to prominence via teen dance competitions and later became known for style-shifting releases that blend pop with trap, alt-rock, and R&B.

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Housewife

Okay okay

Yeah

Think my paradise is tabloids and flashing lights

Truth is, it's more like loads of cash and a nice guy and a life lived right

(I know that)

There's just some things they don't tell you, tell you

And all the dreams they try to sell you, sell you

The price of fame can take you to your knees

And when it does, wanna run away with me? (Yeah)

I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

You, you, you

You could be the one l'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

You, you, you, you

Acres of open stars

Headlights of precious cars

Life imitating art

I, I, I, I

I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

Be my, be my

Drive fast, take me out of here

Louis out the window, and 310 in the mirror

Life's great when you disappear

Rockies took the girl, but the city took the golden years

This industry will try to kill you, kill you

But not before they try to bill you, bill you

They try to take away your wild and free

And when they do, wanna run away with me?

I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

You, you, you

You could be the one l'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

You, you, you, you

Acres of open stars

Headlights of precious cars

Life imitating art

I, I, I, I

I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

Be my, be my

Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree

I don't pay for nothing, baby, people pay me

And you right beside me's just the icing on the dream

I don't need you, I want you

And that's my favorite thing

Go in to my garden, pick the money off the tree

I don't date nobody, baby, people date me

And you right beside me's just the icing on the dream

I don't need you, I want you

And that's my favorite thing

I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife

You, you, you

You could be the one I'm calling honey, be my sex on the side

You, you, you, you

Acres of open stars

Headlights of precious cars

Life imitating art

I, I, I, I

I just wanna make a lotta money, be my own housewife

Be my, be my