Poor Rich Boy Ambrosia

Another day of tryin' to place
Just where your heart should belong
And just what the hell is wrong

Been born with a silver spoon
But you’d like love under the moon
Someone that you could invest in
Someone you could caress

Life is more than time and money
That's easy to spend
When you know that she's out there
You know that she’s out there
Lookin' for the girl whose eyes
Outsparkle all of your gold
And a heart that's bigger than Times Square

Poor boy wakes up with an achin' head
And someone strange in bed
Who looked just fine late at night
But not in broad daylight
Poor boy with your Midas touch
Hasn't helped your heartache much
It's time to take an account
Of what life's all about