Marry Rich

Wish I could grow young
Have my way with time
Oh a kiss on the neck, a year's gone by
Leave me worry to rot, live my golden years
Too often found in what I am not

Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all
Oh I never see the writing when it's up on the walls
Never be a Mrs. letting all my kisses fall to all the wrong ones
To all the wrong ones

You know I'd like to think
That there's an easy way
To burn off the day and take home the pay
Oh, but money don't come quick
Unless you're born with it
Thumb in your mouth and gold in your spit

Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all
And I never see the writing when it's up on the walls
Never be a Mrs. letting all my kisses fall
To all the wrong ones

No I ain't the one satisfied by losing myself for a bigger piece of pie
Yeah I'm hungry, I got an appetite
But if it ain't right, then it ain't right
And I won't put up a fight
If it ain't right
Yeah, yeah

Sometimes I need my mama
To hold my crying head
Sometimes I swear I cry myself dead
I gotta bite the bit
And pull my weight with it
Let the pieces fall and make the pieces fit

Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all
And I never see the writing when it's up on the walls
Never be a Mrs., never be a Mrs., never be a Mrs.
Letting all my kisses fall
To all the wrong ones
To all the wrong ones