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F# G F# G…………
[Verse 1]
F# GI make more..
F# GMomma told you to let the rich man win
F# GYa poor, make more..
F# G‘Cause when they finally realize there’s no encore
F# G F#I don’t know if anybody is sore
GThe moment’s gone
F# GThere’s no paradise
F# GIt’s whimsical worlds, they’re charlatans
[Chorus]
F# GChase that bag (And take your haul)
F# GRealize there’s no merry girls
F# GDressed like a Saxon, made of golds
F# GI make more but (I’m a poor soul)
[Interlude]
F# G F# G…………
F# G F# G…………
[Verse 2]
F# G F#You don’t know what you know what you don’t
G‘Cause that’s the charm
F# G F#Curiosity looks all the more dope
GJust through the door (Oh)
[Chorus]
F# GChase that bag (And take your haul)
F# GRealize there’s no merry girls
F# GDressed like a Saxon, made of golds
F# GI make more but (I’m a poor soul)
[Bridge]
F# GOoh, yeah, let’s eat the rich
Let’s eat the rich
F# GOoh, yeah, let’s eat the rich
I heard they taste like chocolate
F# GOoh, yeah, let’s eat the rich
Let’s eat the rich
F# GOoh, yeah, let’s eat the rich
I heard they taste like chocolate
[Chorus]
F# GChase that bag (And take your haul)
F# GRealize there’s no merry girls
F# GDressed like a Saxon, made of golds
F# GI make more but (I’m a poor soul)
[Outro]
F# G F# G…………
F# G F# G…………
It is with the greatest pleasure
That the King and Queen announce the betrothal of their dearly beloved son—
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