RICH GIRLS
Rich girls smoke Kools
Flirt with hesitation
Can I please help you
Cries servants with vacations
And leaves me with a vision
Southampton gazebo
Is my left wing disturbing your senses
And I'm left with your pink dress pretensions
That's all
Rich girls don't know
Just what is the answer
How much does it matter
To be a good dancer
And inside a bubble
Of Snowflakes and Skaters
The world is infecting your romance
And your pearls of Ulysses are nowhere
To be found
White fox delivers
A moment and an eyelash
Reflecting pools
And mirrors for the migrants
And kid gloves lay resting
On a stairway descending
To paths well worn with fragrance
And to the homes of your blue blooded vagrants
Of the night