I may be a rich man's daughter And have servants of my own I can snap my fingers And I could have anything I want
Sometimes I look out my window See lovers hand in hand walk by They see the diamonds I wear But not the tears of envy in my eye
Oh when will the good apples fall On my side of the fence When will I taste the sweet fruits of life When will the sun smile for me Through great cloudy skies above When will I find my true, true love
Well, my daddy says: Don't worry And my daddy says: Just wait I'm going to find you a rich man's son And bring him to our gate
Sometimes I look out my window See lovers hand in hand walk by Daddy doesn't know it There are some things that money just can't buy
Oh when will the good apples fall On my side of the fence When will I taste the sweet fruits of life When will the sun smile for me Through great cloudy skies above When will I find my true, true love
When will I find my true, true love When will I find my true, true love When will I find my true, true love When will I find my true, true loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
