I've got a lover She lives in the suburbs Eats trust funds for supper Got a Range for her birthday And a Beamer Seen them on Insta Had to laugh at the picture 'Cause she can't even drive yet ♪ She's got a brother He took a gap-year To Papua New Guinea Says he's found himself spiritually I'd like to slap him Just to see what happens I'm not gonna chance it He's paying all my uni fees ♪ As for the father He's never home much Wife's on her lonesome Cozy with the tеnnis coach But the cash papers the cracks And I don't likе to ask No, I don't like to get involved ♪ I've got a lover Not much in common She talks about nothing She's driving me around the bend Listen, darling I'm so not bothered Which dress you're gonna Wear to town this weekend ♪ When I call her up at night All of her problems I can't relate to And I get to thinking, "Well, why the hell am I with you?" Then I think of all my friends out stacking shelves and I realize "Oh, yeah, no one pays as well as you do" Then I fall back in love with you And the emptiness inside subsides As we pull up to your gated residential And you're inviting me inside And you ask me what I'd like to do And I say, "Darling, I don't mind" And you ask me what I'd like for supper And I say, "Trust funds will be just fine"