Poor Boy, Rich Girl - Dirty Bourbon River Show

You keep me waiting on the levy

While you get ready on your own

I’ve been ready for lord knows how long

You keep me wrapped around your finger

In an echelon that’s low

But every leprechaun loves gold

That State Street old money style

I’m just a poor boy, and you a rich girl

You say you wanna get your press pass

And expose their awful truth

But you lack the couth of a sleuth

And your blowback’s gonna blow you

Take it from a poor boy

Flies ‘round the spigot

Ain’t no polish on the spout

And we don’t wanna hear no rich girl

Run her rich girl mouth

You’re a circus

Baby, you’re a circus

Sha bop bop boom

Cartwheeling with no purpose

You stole our alphabet

And left us all wordless