Life brings me music that teaches me lessons. 

Maybe I am easily persuaded by the sound of music.

I  believe that I learn valuable lessons through music lyrics.

Does that make me a pushover? 

No.

Because I consciously choose to listen to the music,

In a way that I can take the truths in it,

And make them part of my ideas, and beliefs. 

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Mum bought you a fur coat when you were fifteen
You wore it to the disco, where everyone was in jeans

But you were a rich girl, and only having fun
Your worn out dresses, got stares from everyone 
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong? 

You left for London, when you were nineteen 
Had to pull off your nice clothes, just living on dreams 
A man in the bright lights took all that you own 
Now he’s taken your freedom for a fate unknown 

But you were a rich girl, hardly having fun 
Your worn out dresses, brought stares from everyone 
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong? 

Hey, little rich girl you’ve been away for so long 
And now little rich girl, my words are in this song 
Hey, little rich girl my love for you is gone 
And now little rich girl, I know where you went wrong 

At your dad’s office party all the movies were blue 
Caused him so much heart ache, because the screen star was you 
You left for London, when you were nineteen 
Had to pull off your nice clothes, but you were living on dreams 

You were a rich girl, and only having fun 
But your worn out dresses, brought stares from everyone 
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong? 
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong? 
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong?
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I did not make the mug, but I painted it.

Enjoy…

-Oro Continua