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Poor Kids

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Poor Kids

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I don't want no time on the big screen

I'm okay with me and my ripped jeans and you, and you

Messy hair, that's what he likes on me

I don't care as long as we're happy and free

To be just you and me, and free to be just you and me

They think it's a shame

That the world will never know our names

But I think that's okay

'Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame

And we're just two poor kids from a really rich city

My oh my, what a pity

'Cause we've got a love story unlike the rest

No fancy suit and no fancy dress

Just us, just us, just love, just love

Just us, just us, just love, just love

He picks her up in a Benz

But my lover comes by himself and a dozen roses

He probably stole 'em

He's got a smudge of mud on his eye

Here to makes me break into smile

'Cause he drives them mad, oh, he drives them mad

'Cause they think it's a shame

That the world will never know our names

But I think that's okay

'Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame

And we're just 2 poor kids from a really rich city

My oh my, what a pity

'Cause we've got a love story unlike the rest

No fancy suit and no fancy dress

Just us, just us, just love, just love

Just us, just us, just love, just love

Dollar signs all around us

We sneak onto the city bus

Too blinded by what we have to notice

Your mean old laughs

Dollar signs all around us

We sneak onto the city bus

Too blinded by what we have

To notice your mean old laughs

And they think it's a shame

That the world will never know our names

But I think that's okay

'Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame

And we're just 2 poor kids from a really rich city

My oh my, what a pity

'Cause we've got a love story unlike the rest

No fancy suit and no fancy dress

Just us, just us, just love, just love

Just us, just us, just love, just love, love, love

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