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