2 Poor Kids - Live

I don't want no time on the big screen
I'm okay with me and my ripped jeans
And you, and you
Messy hair, that's what he likes on me
I don't care as long as we're happy
And free to be just you and me
And free to be just you and me

They think it's a shame
That the world will never know our names
But I think that's okay
'Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame, and we're just

Two poor kids from a really rich city
My, oh my, what a pity
'Cause we've got a love story unlike the rest
No fancy suit and no fancy dress
Just us, just us, just love

He picks her up in a Benz but
My lover comes by himself and a dozen roses
He probably stole 'em
He's got a smudge of mud on his eye
It makes me break into smile
'Cause it drives them mad
Oh, it drives them mad

'Cause they think that it's a shame
That the world will never know our names
But I think, I think that's okay
'Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame, and we're just

Two poor kids from a really rich city
My, oh my, what a pity
'Cause we've got a love story unlike the rest
No fancy suit and no fancy dress
Just us, just us, just love, just love

Dollar signs all around us
We sneak onto the city bus
Too blinded by what we have
To notice your mean old laughs
Dollar signs all around us
We sneak onto the city bus
Too blinded by what we have
To notice your mean old laughs

And they think it's a shame
That the world will never know our names
But I think that's okay
'Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame, and we're just

Two poor kids from a really rich city
My, oh my, what a pity
'Cause we've got a love story unlike the rest
No fancy suit and no fancy dress
Just us, just us, just love, love

Love
Love