High Class Lady

High Class Lady
You lived in a big white mansion on the hill
Oh the boys and me struggle hard to pay the bill
Folks say I’ll never make it, but I bet I will

Your dad hates me and I think that suits me fine
But I love you so and I want to make you mine
Choose money or love, we don’t have much time
Hi Class Lady, A pretty babe
I don’t mean maybe, Rock with me tonight
If your daddy finds out, it might end in a fight
Your life is under control of a bodyguard
And the hounddog is barking on the big backyard
Your daddy will stop at nothing to keep us apart
In your big white prison, was all that money can buy
But the half the thrill of a life with a common guy
So jump on a pickup truck, wave your dady bye bye
Hi Class Lady, A pretty babe
I don’t mean maybe, Rock with me tonight
If your daddy finds out, it might end in a fight...
If your daddy finds out, it might end in a fight...
I don’t mean maybe, Rock with me tonight.