Ya know

I woke up late one morning, and I realized some things

I deserve the finer things like dresses and rings

So I jumped to my feet and I ran down the stairs

To find my Dad and his wallet in one of his favorite chairs

I explained that a little dough would really raise my morale

And you wouldn’t believe the audacity of what he said to this gal

He said to me “money doesn’t grow off a tree

And Ill tell you what, the best things in life are free”

“Well dad if you don’t have the cash then that’s fine

Just please stop quoting your tv shows line for line.”

Running away I figured, if he couldn’t satisfy my greed

That my mother would truly understand a girls need

So I hoofed it to the garden to find my old lady

And I tried to explain my ordeal without sounding shady

“Hey Mom it’s your favorite child, it’s me

I need more money for luxuries, can’t you see?

She told me “Honey you find yourself a rich man

And you bleed him for every dollar that you can.”

I yelled “Mom I’ll stop you there, I’m not going to hook

And if I wanted a fantasy man, I would of picked up a book”

Displeased with my parents, I had only one other

Maybe the only one that cares for me is my brother

So I crawled back up the stairs and burst into his room

I told him that I was poor and that it filled me with gloom

What I didn’t expect was for him to be such a snob

He said “Couldn’t you, I don’t know... get a job?”