| She was a wall street celebrity
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| With upward mobility
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| Walked and talked like a man
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| But that was o.k. |
| by me
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| Two bit losers can never be choosers
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| No nit pickin' kickin' the can
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| Livin' in the lap
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| Livin' in the lap of luxury
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| Seventeen self abusals
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| Got me twenty blind, flat refusals
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| While she’s dressin' all in white
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| I’m gettin' set up for my life
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| Hard work never stopped the dance
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| But provin' it just ain’t worth the chance
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| Livin' in the lap
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| Livin' in the lap of luxury
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| Everything’s alrighty by me
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| With risin' credibility
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| I’m leavin' a mark with my indelability
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| She’s earnin' the money
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| I’m servin' the honey
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| Bring it on home to the hive--no jive
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| Livin' in the lap
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| Livin' in the lap of luxury |