(Keighley. 2: 59)
You got your money, you got your car
You got your bottle at the bar
It doesn't mean that, you're anything
A rich bitch, a rich bitch
The public loves you, you're gonna go far
Cause you're throwin a charity bazaar
It doesn't mean that you give a damn
Watcha?
You're nothin but a rich bitch
A rich bitch, a rich bitch
You expect me to spend my time
Loving you and pouring you wine
You just might as well forget it
I'm not your slave
A rich bitch, a rich bitch
The public loves you, you're gonna go far
Cos the society makes you what you are
But that doesn't mean you're ready to be
Whatcha?
You're lyin in the ditch, bitch
?
You're gonna go,?
You're gonna go,?
You're gonna go,?
Bitch!
