A black ride on rodeo drive in your Fiorucci jeans You know it's nice when it's just like ice When it's sucked so dry Chelsea girl in romantic frills Make sure that you're seen Freudian slips on suburban hips I'm gonna make you cry
Shut up and sit down Rich bitch - eat your heart out
Your T. V. set just fades away 'cause some kinda static like me Your daddy ain't nowhere around He ain't paying your bills Skeletons are coming all down from the attic for tea Your doctor ain't nowhere around He ain't curing your ills
Shut up and sit down Rich bitch - eat your heart out
Get your girlfriend to make it three We gotta keep it clean Play it safe in your private room Outta magazines You think you put the X in sex Ah honey you're so mean You think you're slick You know you're so slick You don't need Vaseline
Shut up and sit down Rich bitch - eat your heart out