Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me I think they're OK
If they don't give me proper credit, I just walk away They can beg and they can plead
But they can't see the light, that's right
'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash is always Mister Right
'Cause we are living in a material world And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world And I am a material girl
Some boys romance, some boys slow dance That's all right with me
If they can't raise my interest, then I have to let them be
Some boys try, and some boys lie But I don't let them play, no way
Only boys that save their pennies make my rainy day
* 'Cause we are living in a material world And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world And I am a material girl
Living in a material world And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world And I am a material girl
Living in a material world (material) Living in a material world
Living in a material world (material) Living in a material world
Boys may come, and boys may go And that's all right, you see
Experience has made me rich, and now they're after me
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A material, a material, a material, a material world
Living in a material world (material) Living in a material world
Living in a material world (material) Living in a material world