Story Behind The Song
Rich girl, always wearing jewelry and living the high life telling people who she is.
Song Description
A Mocking satire on a rich girl and her do's and don't for life.
| Song Length |
3:22 |
Genre |
Jazz - Lounge, Jazz - Modern |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Delighted |
Subject |
Femininity |
| Similar Artists |
Bett Middler |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
High Class Broad-
My suitcases match, my clutch and my bag
Some call me a snob some call me a slag
never go barefoot , no make-up, I'm blunt
Never a sports car with a big enough trunk.
I wear my emeralds every day of the week
Sunday the pearls get a special treat
Jimmy Choe's and always Louis Viton
What did you expect, of course I'm blond
But I'm a high class broad, I don't need a guide
My chauffer knows the way, or the hunk at my side
You see me in the tabloids with the mayor and Brad
Be honest girlfriend, you're jealous and sad.
Bridge (2)
No I don't line dance, drink beer in a bar
Victoria secret matches Champaign and caviar
play golf on Wednesdays at my own women's club
I won't be seen dead at the corner pub
I don't care what you think of my friends
We make the rules, we don't follow the trends
My investments are sound my trust fund secure
My Daddy's on Forbes list of top twenty-four.
Yes, I'm a high class broad, I don't need a guide
My chauffer knows the way, or the hunk at my side
You see me in the tabloids with the mayor and Brad
Be honest girlfriend, you're jealous and sad.
Scatting: shoe bie doe wa, do, do do da
Yes, I'm a high class broad, I don't need a guide
My chauffer knows the way, or the hunk at my side
You see me in the tabloids with the mayor and Brad
Be honest girlfriend, you're jealous and sad.
Jimmy Choes and always Louis Viton
What did you expect, of course I'm blond