| Poor little rich girl, you’re urban wish girl, better beware
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| Laughing at danger, virtual stranger, better take care
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| The life you lead sets all your nerves a-jangle
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| Your love affairs are in hopeless tangle
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| Thought you’re a child, dear, your life’s a wild typhoon
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| In lives of leisure, the craze for pleasure, steadily grows
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| Cocktails and laughter, but what comes after? |
| Nobody knows
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| You’re weaving love into a magic pattern
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| You crawl from room to room
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| Poor little rich girl, don’t drop a stitch too soon
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| You’re only a baby
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| You’re lonely and maybe
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| Someday soon you’ll know
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| By dancing much faster
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| You’re chancing disaster
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| Time alone will show
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| Poor little rich girl, you’re urban wish girl, better beware
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| Laughing at danger, virtual stranger, better take care
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| You’re weaving love into a magic pattern
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| You crawl from room to room
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| Poor little rich girl, don’t drop a stitch too soon |