Don'T Flash Your Cash and Think I'M Trash
Don't flash your cash and think I'm trash.
Your looking at first class.
I am through with all your balderdash.
I don't wear clothes that clash.
For my age I am one good looking lass.
Don't flash your cash and think I'm trash.
We calash.
I am part of the nine to five working class.
I am through with all your balderdash.
I am not splatter dash.
You don't have to be crass.
Don't flash your cash and think I'm trash.
If your high you'll crash
As we go over the overpass.
I am through with all your balderdash.
If I wasn't so nice I would smash
Your truck. Alas!
Don't flash your cash and think I'm trash.
I am through with all your balderdash.
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