Lyric I m A Rich Mans Toy

I m a rich mans toy
Sick of the way you ve been putting me
down Sick of all your stupid games
I m a rich mans toy
You re a son of a gun and I m easily led
Coming up sometimes for air

I m a rich mans toy
Sick of the way you ve been putting me
down Sick of all your stupid games
A toy - when you die they ll burn your
bones But they ll never destroy your
reamins
You must be the king of the world

I m a rich mans toy
The duchess envoy said when I was a
kind
You d smack me around on a whim
I m a rich mans toy
Your boyfriend moved all my things in
the hall
- Didn t know you were sleeping with
him

I m a rich mans toy
With powder and make-up
Dýou think that I scrub well?
Watching you wake up

Who s right who s not
Who s gonna get it now that I m a
rich mans toy
What s the matter with me?
What s the matter with you?
What s 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 s right who s not?
Who owes who what
Who s gonna get it now...

I m a rich mans toy