Rags To Riches
Looking around at others
Pure envy is what i see,
They have beautiful things
For its hand downs for me.
I want a new career
But what am i to do,
I have no real experience
At least compaired to you.
My clothes have no style
I need to win the lottery,
Oh what i could do then
With all that much money.
After work I'll buy a ticket
I go right past the store,
To my surprise I won a grand
Rags to Riches not wanting more.
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