Poor Beautiful You

If you want to talk a while, I would love to listen
You can tell me everything you know
But if I start to sniffle and my eyes begin to glisten
It's because your story moves me so

And I feel your pain, I sympathize
I really, truly care
I never knew til now how hard life is
When your daddy is a billionaire

Oh poor beautiful you
Oh poor beautiful you
Oh poor little girl blue
Oh poor beautiful you

You've never had a moment of uncertainty or worry
Never had to scrimp to pay your bills
You've done everything there is to do in such a hurry
Now you find you're running out of thrills

And those private jets, those inheritance checks
Must be too much to bear
I never knew til now how hard life is
When your daddy is a billionaire

Oh poor beautiful you
Oh poor beautiful you
Oh poor little girl blue
Oh poor beautiful you

You've got perfect teeth in your perfect smile
Perfect clothes in perfect style
A perfect head full of perfect hair
And a perfect pair of shoes

Oh poor beautiful you
Oh poor beautiful you
Oh poor little girl blue
Oh poor beautiful you

Oh poor beautiful you
Oh poor beautiful you
Oh poor little girl blue
Oh poor beautiful you
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