Tytuł: Les nouveaux riches

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I could see that the sun it was deadly
   She's putting her hand in the fire
   Her velvety skin it was cooking
   Lily white, lily white turning to raspberry
   But when she slips in between the sheets tonight
   the memory will linger and burn
   And when she look at the face in the mirror
   What a terrible sight
   Lily white turning to raspberry
   (When it burns you rub on the lotion
   if it stings you sit in the ocean, oh no)
  
   Les nouveaux riches, when they
   tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine
   they set jet away, they don't
   get a kick, they don't get a buzz man
   they, talk in circles, they not for us oh
   Les nouveaux riches, when they
   tres fatigue they fly, off to the ocean
   they hot foot away, they don't
   get a buzz, they don't get a kick
   man they, talk in circles
   they must be thick, a say tick dem
   a tick tick tick-a
  
   I could see that the guys were a hassle
   She tried to handle them cool
   But her interbreeding was showing
   tumbling out on the banks of the old
   swimming pool, oh oh oh
   So she buried her fears in a bottle
   the juices beginning to flow
   But her stiff upper lip it was trembling
   tripping her up, her words were beginning to roll
   Hush your mouth, you can't fool the natives
   telegraph, they's going to relay it, oh no
  
   Les nouveaux riches, when they
   tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine
   they set jet away, they don't
   get a kick, they don't get a buzz man
   they, talk in circles, they not for us oh
   Les nouveaux riches, when they
   tres fatigue they fly, off to the ocean
   they hot foot away, they don't
   get a buzz, they don't get a kick
   man they, talk in circles
   they must be thick, a say tick dem
   a tick tick tick-a
  
   I remember the tears in her eyes
   She tried to hide them away
   But her time it was going too quickly
   Just another few days, she'll soon be flying away
   But her memory will stay here forever
   A time she will never forget
   All the sun and the sand and the water
   Such a beautiful place, she never got her feet wet
   No way, she keeping a cool head
   She got a tan, from under the sun bed, oh no
  
   Les nouveaux riches, when they
   tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine
   they set jet away, they don't
   get a kick, they don't get a buzz man
   they, talk in circles, they not for us oh
   Les nouveaux riches, when they
   tres fatigue they fly, off to the ocean
   they hot foot away, they don't
   get a buzz, they don't get a kick
   man they, talk in circles
   they must be thick, a say tick dem
   a tick tick tick-a