2 Poor Kids

I don't want no time on the big screen
I'm okay with me and my ripped jeans
And you, and you
Messy hair, that's what he likes on me
I don't care as long as we're happy
And free to be just you and me
And free to be just you and me
They think it's a shame
That the world that the world will never know our names
But I think that's okay
Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame
And we're just
Two poor kids from a really rich city
My oh my what a pity
So we've got a love story unlike the rest
No fancy suit and no fancy dress
Just us, just us, just love, just love
Just us, just us, just love, just love
He picks her up in a Benz
But my lover comes by himself
And a dozen roses
He probably stole 'em
He's got a smudge of mud on his eye
Yet it makes me break into smile,
Cause it drives them mad, oh, it drives them mad.
Cause they think it's a shame
That the world will never know our names
But I think that's okay
Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame
And we're just
Two poor kids from a really rich city
My oh my, what a pity
Cause we've got a love story unlike the rest
No fancy suit and no fancy dress
Just us, just us, just love, just love,
Just us, just us, just love, just love.
Dollar signs all around us,
We sneak onto the city bus.
Too blinded by what we have
To notice your mean old laughs.
Dollar signs all around us,
We sneak onto the city bus.
Too blinded by what we have
To notice your mean old laughs.
And they think it's a shame
That the world will never know our names,
But I think that's okay
Cause love gets ruined by money and power and fame
And we're just
Two poor kids from a really rich city
My oh my, what a pity
Cause we've got a love story unlike the rest
No fancy suit and no fancy dress
Just us, just us, just love, just love,
Just us, just us, just love, just love, love, love