The
rich old men
They
can pick and choose
In
the world of eager women
They
want to live an easy life
The
young women
They
don't care of wrinkle faces
They
don't care of sagging skin
What
they want money in the banks
The
rich old men
They
stand up like proud peacocks
The
able bodied guys
Curse
the money making them fall behind
The
rich old men
I
had seen in nightclubs in the city
They
threw money like water
As
long as they had young women
The
mommy would know
It
was her job to please the rich old men
The
young women just wanted the money
As
long as it came who cared about the old?
The
rich old men
They
stand up like proud peacocks
The
able bodied guys
Curse
the money making them fall behind
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