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C#m
Hover, hover, straight to my head
     F#m               B
The riches are dry of living the lie
             C#m
And bringing trouble, trouble back in my bed
       F#m                           B
Where nobody can save me 'cause the smoke is my baby

A   F#m                  A         B
Baby,   mama I got your wild-eyed ways
A   F#m                       A      B
Mama, there's nothing you can do or say

          C#m
I got the rich kids blues
              F#m
And it's got nothing to do with you
          C#m
I got the rich kids blues
            F#m
And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

Why, oh, why you're over my head
Mama, she told me, "Keep your eyes on the trophy"
And I sigh, I sigh as I leave your bed
For delirious gestures are so easily restrained

Baby, mama I got your wild-eyed taste
Mama, there's nothing you can do or say

I got the rich kids blues
And it's got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues
And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

I got the rich kids blues
And it's got nothing to do with you
I got the rich kids blues
And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through

Mama, I got the rich kids blues
Mama, I got your wild-eyed ways
Mama, I got the rich kids blues