Two Birds From Different Side Of The Tracks

Rich is rich , poor is poor. Me? I was poor growing up.

She was rich growing up. Swimming pool, tennis court, maid.

We met one night and it got heavy. Petting, kissing, saying things.

Waking up side by side in her apartment.

Now we are together, a girl from the East end and a girl from a gated community.

Whose rich? Whose poor? It doesn't matter if your together.