Rachelle She's a diamond From a millionaire's world She knows it Perfect fantasy girl But Rachelle When we're all alone You've got nothing on the poor girls That I know Daddy's making a lot of money on the stock exchange Mommy's having lunch with the social set everyday Everything you've always wanted has been handed to you But love... Pout your lips And stomp your feet And they'll come running to you I can't believe I'm falling I can't believe I'm falling Pampered princess you don't impress me With your money and your fancy cars What you're missing can't be bought With daddy's credit cards It seems funny that a guy like me Would feel sorry for a girl like you But love... There are things that all your money Can't buy for you I can't believe I'm falling I can't believe I'm falling Money Fashion Money Fashion © 1990 John Mendenhall
