Rich Kids Blues

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C#m
Hover, hover, straight to my head
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The riches are dry of living the lie
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And bringing trouble, trouble back in my bed
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Where nobody can save me 'cause the smoke is my baby

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Baby,   mama I got your wild-eyed ways
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Mama, there's nothing you can do or say

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I got the rich kids blues
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And it's got nothing to do with you
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I got the rich kids blues
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And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

Why, oh, why you're over my head
Mama, she told me, "Keep your eyes on the trophy"
And I sigh, I sigh as I leave your bed
For delirious gestures are so easily restrained

Baby, mama I got your wild-eyed taste
Mama, there's nothing you can do or say

I got the rich kids blues
And it's got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues
And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

I got the rich kids blues
And it's got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues
And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

Mama, I got the rich kids blues
Mama, I got your wild-eyed ways
Mama, I got the rich kids blues