Playboys
As you might know, my father was a rich man,
his father was rich, I'm gonna be a rich man too, oh yeah!
Right now my job is to have fun, buy whatever I want,
just be with my girl, it's such fun, you know?
I guess you don't 'cos your daddy ain't driving a Rolls Royce,
n' your family ain't famous after all.
I flush my money down the toilet, if it is the best choice.
Nothing is my problem, see?
I don't have to pay my bills, right?
I don't have to get a job.
I don't have to train my skills, right?
'Cos I will never be poor.
What would you do, if you had my money?
You wouldn't go to school, you wouldn't get a job, like me.
You'd just hang around.
You would go to the parties where all rich people meet,
where people are having fun.
Yeah, such fun, you know.
I guess you don't 'cos your daddy ain't driving a Rolls Royce,
n' your family ain't famous after all.
I flush my money down the toilet, if it is the best choice.
Nothing is my problem, see?
I don't have to pay my bills, right?
I don't have to get a job.
I don't have to train my skills, right?
'Cos I will never be poor.
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