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-12A Rich Kids Blues
Lykke Li
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Bubble, bubble, straight to my head
The richer, the drier, I believe in the liar
Bringing trouble, trouble back to my bed
Where nobody can save me 'cause the smoke is my baby, baby
Mama, I got your wild-eyed ways
Mama, there's nothing you can do or say
I got the rich kids blues
And it got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues
And I'm not sure that I'm pulling through
Oh, why, oh, why you 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 misread
Mama, I got your wild-eyed taste
Mama, there's nothing you can do or say
I got the rich kids blues
And it got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues
And I'm not sure that I'm pulling through
I got the rich kids blues
And it got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues
And I'm not sure that I'm pulling through
Mama, I got the rich kids blues
Mama, I got your wild-eyed ways
Mama, I got the rich kids blues