Don’t take away her whiskey
Don’t take away her rye
She’ll show her fangs
And spit in your eye
Poor little rich girl
A hopeless case
Everything she does
Is in bad taste
You can find her
On your favorite bar stool
Drinkin’ with the guys
An old drunken fool
She goes to the local
Five and dime
To buy her makeup
And drink her wine
Oh
She’s a poor little rich girl
She’s a poor little rich girl
She’s a poor little rich girl
A run in her stocking
A lopsided wig
She laughs to herself
As she takes another swig
The story goes on
She couldn’t get worse
This, chick
Keeps a bottle in her purse
Oh
She’s a poor little rich girl
She’s a poor little rich girl
She’s a poor little rich girl
Hey!
Poor little rich girl
What a waste
To her society friends
The girl’s a disgrace
She’s devil-may-care
She’s laissez-faire
An out of control
Miserable millionaire
So take some advice
Money can’t buy you everything
Oh
She’s a poor little rich girl
She’s a poor little rich girl
She’s a poor little rich girl
Oh
She’s a poor little rich girl
She’s a poor little rich girl
She’s a poor little rich girl
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Dee Dee King Lyrics – Poor Little Rich Girl