She was used to jumping into cars,

And recieving very expensive presents,
From boyfriends who are richer,
Than the rest of us.

Some say she'll never go out,
With the poorer of us,
But when I managed to get her,
She found that poorer bays have passion.

Now she won't look at the richer,
Since she has found out the truth,
That pure, hard cash will never replace,
The true love I have for her.