Turn down the lights Kick off your shoes And relax with that special someone She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye The family money has a magnetic pull Yeah, yeah, yeah Her social diary is always full And both her faces--so easy on the eye And everyone worth knowing is kissing her behind She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye Style has a price without much change Yeah, yeah, yeah If you have to ask then it’s out of your range And both her faces--so easy on the eye And everyone worth knowing is kissing her behind She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah... Versace and prada mean nothing to me, to me... Well, you can buy your friends, but I’ll hate you for free Hate you for free... She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye She’s got all the friends that money can buy She’s the apple of her daddy’s eye You see, it’s magic, and it shouldn’t work I still look at it most surprised it does Hmmm, ahem, pass it along... Pass it along, pass it along... Pass it along... What’s the matter? you make too much money buddy?