"Rich Boy" lyrics

Where did the days go
When we would lay low?
You used to be so modest
I used to be so modest
It's shameful
The innuendo
The painting of a goddess
The breaking of a promise

Her father wants that rich boy
To take her out
But that rich boy couldn't give her no fun
Her father wants that rich boy
Rich boy
To take her out
I think I'll make a move of my own
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Own
Oh-Oh-Own

Where did the days go
When we would lay low
You used to be so modest
I used to be so modest
It's painful
But in the end though
The sculpture's being abolished
The picture needing polished
Ahh-Ahh-Ahh-Ahh

Her father wants that rich boy
To take her out
But that rich boy couldn't give her no fun
Her father wants that rich boy
Rich boy
To take her out
I think I'll make a move of my own
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Own
Oh-Oh-Own

Her father wants that rich boy
To take her out
But that rich boy couldn't give her no fun
Her father wants that rich boy
Rich boy
To take her out
I think I'll make a move of my own
Your father wants that rich boy
To take you out
But that rich boy couldn't give you no fun
Your father wants that rich boy
Rich boy
To take you out
I think I'll make a move of my own