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Vanities are only charity,
And she makes donations at the Tiffanys,
Life is hard without a credit card to get by, get by.
She sold her dreams for security,
To a man that now, she hardly ever sees.
With a cold martini in her hand, she don't mind, don't mind...
So throw all your luxuries aside,
You can't take them with you when you die,
Still when I look into your,
eyes are full of dollar signs,
Oh, reach,
Into a pocketful of dreams,
