Poor little rich girl - Noel Coward
You're only a baby, you're lonely and maybe someday soon you'll know.
Youth is so terribly fleeting,; with fate, it's no use competing.
By dancing much faster you're chancing disaster……time alone will show.
Poor little rich girl, you're a bewitched girl.
Better beware, better take care.
The life you lead sets all your nerves a-jangle,
your love affairs are in a hopeless tangle.
Though you're a child, dear, your life's a wild typhoon.
In lives of leisure, the craze for pleasure steadily grows.
Cocktails and laughter, but what comes after……nobody knows.
You're weaving love into a mad jazz pattern, ruled by stars and moon.
Poor little rich girl, don't drop a stitch too soon.
