| This world is filled with many kinds of people
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| Most of them so poor
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| They can hardly pay the rent
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| Then there’s another kind
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| Lots of funny people
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| Too many dollars not enough sense
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| Rich man’s son
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| He goes away to college
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| He has such fun
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| No work and all play
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| He’s not there for getting any knowledge
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| He’ll have his daddy bus’ness some day
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| Rich boy fails
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| And daddy wonders what he did
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| Chewing his nails all nervous and tense
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| Never figures out
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| That the trouble was he gave the kid
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| Too many dollars not enough sense
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| Poor little poor girl
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| Young and so beautuful
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| Marries old man with foot in the grave
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| Marries him for money
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| Now she’s gonna spend it all
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| Gonna throw away every dollar he saved
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| Man wakes up one morning all useless
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| Pretty girl gone and money all spent
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| Was his own fault for turning her loose
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| With too many dollars not enough sense
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| Indian live all life on reservation
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| All he knows is sweatin' and toil
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| White man come
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| And dig on reservation
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| Poke around and bring 'em up oil
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| Indian rich now
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| Gotta have a Cadillac him
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| Buy five and a Mercedes Benz
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| Take to reservation
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| Park 'em all back to back
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| Too many dollars not enough sense
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| This world is filled with many kinds of people…
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| Too many dollars not enough sense |