Lykke Li "Rich Kids Blues" letra

Rich Kids Blues

Hover, hover, straight to my headThe riches are dry of living the lieAnd bringing trouble, trouble back in my bedWhere nobody can save me 'cause the smoke is my baby

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

I got the rich kids bluesAnd it's got nothing to do with youI got the rich kids bluesAnd I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

Why, oh, why you're over my headMama, she told me, "Keep your eyes on the trophy"And I sigh, I sigh as I leave your bedFor delirious gestures are so easily restrained

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

I got the rich kids bluesAnd it's got nothing to do with youI got the rich kids bluesAnd I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

I got the rich kids bluesAnd it's got nothing to do with youI got the rich kids bluesAnd I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

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

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