Some traders kiss me, some traders hug me
I think they’re o.k.
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 bank 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
Brokers romance, brokers slow dance
That’s all right with me
If they can’t raise my interest then I
Have to let them be
Morgan try and Goldman lie but
I don’t let them play
Only banks who save their pennies
Make my rainy day, ’cause they are
Living in a material world [material]
Living in a material world
Banks may come and banks may go
And that’s all right you see
Experience has made me rich
And now they’re after me, ’cause everybody’s
(chorus)
A material, a material, a material, a material world,
Living in a material world [material]
Living in a material world
Orignal song by Madonna, 1985 Parody by Veronica, 2009
