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I´m a rich mans toy Sick of the way you´ve been putting me Down sick of all your stupid games I´m a rich mans toy You´re a son of a gun and i´m easily led Coming up sometimes for air
I´m a rich mans toy Sick of the way you´ve been putting me Down sick of all your stupid games A toy - when you die they´ll burn your Bones but they´ll never destroy your Reamins You must be the king of the world
I´m a rich mans toy The duchess envoy said when i was a Kind You´d smack me around on a whim I´m a rich mans toy Your boyfriend moved all my things in The hall - didn´t know you were sleeping with Him
I´m a rich mans toy With powder and make-up Dýou think that i scrub well? Watching you wake up
Who´s right who´s not Who´s gonna get it now that i´m a Rich mans toy What´s the matter with me? What´s the matter with you? What´s the matter with me? Read us the riot act Or read off your cues
Powder and make-up Watching you wake up Do you think i scrub well Who´s right who´s not? Who owes who what Who´s gonna get it now...
I´m a rich mans toy
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