29 March 2011

Mum bought you a fur coat when you were fifteen.You wore it to the disco, where everyone was in jeans.

But you were just a rich boy, only having fun.Your worn out outfits, got stares from everyone.
Hey little rich boy, where did you go wrong?

You left for London, when you were nineteen. Had to pull off your nice clothes, just living on dreams. The bright lights took all that you own, Now they had taken your freedom for a fate unknown.
But you were just a rich boy, hardly having fun. Your worn out outfits, brought stares from everyone
Hey little rich boy, where did you go wrong?

Hey little rich boy, you've been away for so long.. And now little rich boy, my words are in this song
Hey little rich boy, my love for you is gone.
And now little rich boy, I know where you went wrong.

At your dad's office party all the movies were blue; Caused him so much heart ache, because the screen star was you.
You left for London, when you were nineteen
Had to pull off your nice clothes, but you were living on dreams

'Cause you're a rich boy, only having fun
But your worn out dresses, brought stares from everyone
Hey little rich boy, where did you go wrong?


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