Lykke Li

Lykke Li - Rich kids blues lyrics

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Hover, hover, straight to my head
The riches are dry of leaving the lie
And bringing trouble, trouble back in my head
Where nobody can save me, 'cause the smoke is my baby

Mama, I got your white lie ways
Mama, there’s nothing you can do or say

I got the rich kids blues and they got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues and I’m not sure that I'll pull it through

Why, oh, why you're over my head
Mama, she told me keep your eyes on the trophy
And the sighing, sighing is out of your bed
And the delirious gestures are so easily misread

Mama, got your white lie taste
Mama, there’s nothing you can do or say

I got the rich kids blues and they got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues and I’m not sure that I'll pull it through
I got the rich kids blues and they got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues and I’m not sure that I'll pull it through
I got the rich kids blues

Mama, got your white lie ways
Mama, got the rich kids blues
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Author: ?

Composer: Björn Yttling, Lykke Li

Publisher: LL Recordings

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Released in: 2011

Language: English

Appearing on: Wounded Rhymes (2011)

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