RICH
I don’t get off on opulence
I won’t go down as an expense
There’s no trade in my amour
You’ll never find me in good grace
Throwing money in my face
I’ve seen it all before
I’m so rich in love
I feel so wealthy in my mind and soul
I’m so rich in my heart
And it’s an asset I control
You can keep prosperity
You can’t buy and you can’t sell me
My love is no commodity
To sell for cash and luxury
I don’t live my life that way
You offer cars and diamond rings
But my heart’s set on finer things
There’s no price that you can pay
CHORUS
RAP
My lover is waiting there for me
It’s a different kind of currency
It’s everything I need to get me through
And no amount of money could ever undo
My lover don’t give financial gain
But you won’t never ever hear me complain
What we have is much more profound
It’s not about the dollar and pound
CHORUS x 2
Copyright: Paul Stirk 2007