Paul Baribeau Poor Girls
poor girls come and poor girls go
poor girls' hearts are always broke
and deep down every poor girl knows
that broken things are worthless
someone tell me who, who could ever love a poor girl?
someone tell me who, who could ever love those girls?
rich girls come and rich girls go
rich girls' hearts are made of gold
but deep down every rich girl knows
that golden things are worthless
someone tell me who, who could ever love a rich girl?
someone tell me who, who could ever love those girls?
weekends come and weekends go
lonely girls just stay at home
and if there's one thing they all know
some nights you just feel worthless
someone tell me who, who's gonna love those poor girls?
someone tell me who, who could ever really love those girls?
