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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
Diou 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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