Rich Girls, Poor Girls

i been around the world i can't decide
 if i love or hate this thing called money
 i seen those diamond waterfalls
 on all the corners who say to me "hey honey"
 i just know its gonna be okay
 when all this paper blows away
 its just paper anyway
 *so comb your golden hair
 with diamond nails
 or let it go
 you got the money that i want so bad
 i like them rich girls
 you got the loving that i never had
 i like them poor girls
 you got the money that i want so
 you got the loving that i never had
 rich poor girls girls*
 the rich girls see the curving of the earth
 when flying over kansas city
 but ice cream music floats along the hills
 of where we're living
 and those poor girls know the feeling of
 the playground bench with darkness bleeding
 like a palm tree dreaming
 repeat*-*
 i love you even though you got no dough
 rich girls, poor girls-i just can't decide
 i let them roll right by
 rich girls, poor girls-i just can't decide
 like them at the same time