Don't want no nickels, don't want no dimes What I need is five G's to make that Panama mine Talkin' 'bout a hat up in Santa Fe I won't be satisfied 'til the purchase is made Five thousand dollars worth of Sophisticated shade Don't want no yacht, no French chateau All I want is to look in the mirror An' see that fine chapeau Talkin' 'bout a hat up in Santa Fe I won't be satisfied 'til the purchase is made Five thousand dollars worth of Sophisticated shade Got to have that hat, don't care what it costs Folks see me struttin' 'roun' town Say, here come the boss! So, when you hear me sing this song I wrote Stop an' tap your feet Throw down some foldin' dough, While I repeat Talkin' 'bout a hat up in Santa Fe I won't be satisfied 'til the purchase is made Five thousand dollars worth of Sophisticated shade The proprietor wore a hat of his own A gentleman by the name of Van Dyke Jones Said, all you need is five G's to take that Sky piece home A genius with his hands an' a pile o' straw Made the finest hat that I ever did saw Five thousand dollars worth of Sophisticated shade Talkin' 'bout a hat up in Santa Fe I won't be satisfied 'til the purchase is made Five thousand dollars worth of Sophisticated shade