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Rich Girl, by Hall and Oats, 1977.
Ok...What I wouldn't give--to get all liquored up and karoke this song to Tommy Boy DeLay!
You’re a rich girl, and you’ve gone too far ’cause you know it don’t matter anyway You can rely on the old man’s money You can rely on the old man’s money I t’s a bitch girl but it’s gone too far ’cause you know it don’t matter anyway Say money but it won’t get you too far, Get you too far
And don’t you know, don’t you know That it’s wrong to take what is given you So far gone, on your own You can get along if you try to be strong But you’ll never be strong
’cause You’re a rich girl, and you’ve gone too far ’cause you know it don’t matter anyway You can rely on the old man’s money You can rely on the old man’s money It’s a bitch girl and it’s gone too far ’cause you know it don’t matter anyway Say money but it won’t get you too far, Get you too far
High and dry, out of the rain It’s so easy to hurt others when you can’t feel pain And don’t you know that a love can’t grow ’cause there’s too much to give, ’cause you’d rather live For the thrill of it all, oh
You’re a rich girl, and you’ve gone too far ’cause you know it don’t matter anyway You can rely on the old man’s money You can rely on the old man’s money It’s a bitch girl and it’s gone too far ’cause you know it don’t matter anyway Say money but it won’t get you too far, Say money but it won’t get you too far, Say money but it won’t get you too far, Get you too far
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