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Lykke Li lyrics : "Rich Kid Blues"


Hover, hover, straight to my head
The riches are dry of living the lie

And bringing trouble, trouble back in 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's got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues

And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

Why, oh, why you're 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 restrained


Baby, mama I got your wild-eyed taste
Mama, there's nothing you can do or say


I got the rich kids blues
And it's got nothing to do with you

I got the rich kids blues
And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through


I got the rich kids blues
And it's got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues

And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

Mama, I got the rich kids blues

Mama, I got your wild-eyed ways
Mama, I got the rich kids blues



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