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Pretty Preppy look what your money bought,
No friends and gum is all that you got,
We were friends setting trends,
But you threw that away,
Just so you could see yourself in a swanky office some day,
You cry on the loo,
Going boo hoo,
But who's fault is it?
This is the last dance,
The very last chance,
To get up to the top,
And if you screw this,
Then it's back to the bottom you drop,
Where's your mates,
That you hate,
When you think you look preppy cool,
You think all your mates are really fools,
Look what your money bought,
It's all that you got,
No-one here to save you,
Why've you,
Chosen so wrong...?