Lyrics:

Turn down the lights
Kick off your shoes
And relax with that special someone

She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye
She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye

The family money has a magnetic pull
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Her social diary is always full

And both her faces, so easy on the eye
And everyone worth knowing is kissing her behind

She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye
She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye

Style has a price without much change (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you have to ask then it's out of your range

And both her faces, so easy on the eye
And everyone worth knowing is kissing her behind

She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye
She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye

(Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah)
Versace and Prada mean nothing to me, to me (Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah)
Well, you can buy your friends, but I'll hate you for free
Hate you for free

She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye
She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye
She's got all the friends that money can buy
She's the apple of her daddy's eye

You see, it's magic, and it shouldn't work
I still look at it most surprised it does
Hmmm, ahem, pass it along...
Pass it along, pass it along...
Pass it along...
(What's the matter? You make too much money buddy?)