Rich People Can't Breed


People to see places to go, And then I ended up in Babylon
"At the risk of sounding rude," she asked, "Do you have any nice clothes?"
And me so smart I said something good, "I got a suit and I wear it well"
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Uh

I am still wandering around the place you call your home
I am still wondering about the things you call your own

Too hot for the hot tub, and too young to realize what is going on
I wonder if you grow up here, are you stuck here for the rest of your life?
I can't believe the creatures that I see here,
They better look out for strange men like me
If you can't look ugly what can you look
Or better yet who can you look at

I am still wandering around the place you call your home
I am still wondering about the things you call your own

No imperfections around here
What makes it possible for there to be babes of Babylon
Please don't become what you own
I can't wait to see you when you're dreaming of this place
Rich people can breed, not a lie
Makes a good ending to the story
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, wooo!







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