Rich Girls Don't Marry Poor Boys

from by Greg Ryall

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The rain is falling way too fast
And I don’t think that it will last
Long enough to wash away
Anything from the
Past the point of no return
Every time I think I’ll learn
That every man has his part to play
But we have to wait our
Turn around so I can see
The back of you like you saw me
Every time I had to walk
So I could be free

Well freedom is overrated
If you ask me
You might call me outdated
But do you love me
But if that’s not relevant
Then maybe it should be

Rich girls don’t marry poor boys
‘Cause they’re used to expensive toys
The pennies in my pocket make
Such a painful
Noise engulfs my brain sometimes
You’ve served the time so commit the crimes
All the music in my ear reminds me of the
Times when it was you and me
We were wild and we were free
Now the only word I hear
Is stability


Stability is just pedantic
If you ask me
You might call me romantic
But do you love me
But if that’s not relevant
Then maybe it should
It should be, it should be

Money can buy you anything except a smile
One day I’ll have plenty but you’ll have to wait a while
Materialistic or realistic I’m yet to decide
But even if we starve to death at least we’ll have tried

Emotions are too secluded
If you ask me
So stop me if I’m deluded
But do you love me
But if that’s not relevant
Then maybe it should be
It should be, it should be.

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from Spring, released May 22, 2013

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