I磎 a rich mans toy
Sick of the way you磛e been putting me
down Sick of all your stupid games
I磎 a rich mans toy
You磖e a son of a gun and I磎 easily led
Coming up sometimes for air
I磎 a rich mans toy
Sick of the way you磛e been putting me
down Sick of all your stupid games
A toy — when you die they磍l burn your
bones But they磍l never destroy your
reamins
You must be the king of the world
I磎 a rich mans toy
The duchess envoy said when I was a
kind
You磀 smack me around on a whim
I磎 a rich mans toy
Your boyfriend moved all my things in
the hall
— Didn磘 know you were sleeping with
him
I磎 a rich mans toy
With powder and make-up
D齩u think that I scrub well?
Watching you wake up
Who磗 right who磗 not
Who磗 gonna get it now that I磎 a
rich mans toy
What磗 the matter with me?
What磗 the matter with you?
What磗 the matter with me?
Read us the riot act
Or read off your cues
Powder and make-up
Watching you wake up
Do you think I scrub well
Who磗 right who磗 not?
Who owes who what
Who磗 gonna get it now…
I磎 a rich mans toy