We all cannot be happy and bubbly and bright
And in our community a leading light
And wealthy and popular in every way
Few of us near to perfect as some like to say
From life few receive the things they do choose
And for one for to win someone else has to lose
The praises of winners the masses do sing
In a World where winning does mean everything
To make himself younger and brighten his life
The old sugar daddy has got a young wife
They walk hand in hand in the town every day
Money speaks every language as some like to say
But we all cannot be winners would you not agree
This is how it is and it always will be.
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