The summer sun blazed high in the sky
Beneath a tree sat a regular guy
A regular guy sat beneath a tree
But what he was doing was bothering me
YOU\'RE A RICH GIRL
AND YOU\'VE GONE TOO FAR
AND YOU KNOW IT DON\'T MATTER ANYWAY
Under this oak that was ever so tall
Singing as loud as a young Daryl Hall
This man would not shut up.