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Genre:	Folk
BPM:	90
Released:	April 2023
URL:	/sndblnd.co/5PrH

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Little Rich Girl (The Frog Prince)

• Liner Notes
• License

Composition

	James Fraser ("offthewall") Composition, production. South Shields near Newcastle Tyneside United Kingdom	More
	Nigel Robinson ("Gemini") Drums, keys. Scotland United Kingdom	More
	Kris Pride ("KrisPride") Vocals. Bay City MI USA	More
	elizabeth auzan ("elizabethauzan") Lyrics. lausanne Vaud Switzerland	More

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Sound Recording

	Nigel Robinson ("Gemini") Drums, Hammond B3. Scotland United Kingdom	More
	James Fraser ("offthewall") Guitars, bass, mandolin. South Shields near Newcastle Tyneside United Kingdom	More
	Kris Pride ("KrisPride") Vocals. Bay City MI USA	More
	elizabeth auzan ("elizabethauzan") Lyrics. lausanne Vaud Switzerland	More

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Artist's Notes

This will be #4 in our project using tales from the Brothers Grimm for our album:  As Grim(m) As It Gets.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Frog_Prince

Lyrics

Little, Rich Girl

I'm just a material girl
Don't have a care in the world
My dad, he's a King and all
My favorite toy is a golden ball

Oh my! I'm a real dumb blonde!
Let my toy fall in a pond!
Across the pond, on a log
Sat grinning an ugly, slimy frog

Little rich girl spoilt and perverse
Do what I want, don't care who I hurt
In this self-centred universe
There's no such thing as just desserts

Like a Yoda, the creature grinned
Said "Seems like trouble you're in.
I can get your ball, it's true But you
promise to take me home with you"

From your own plate you'll let me eat
On your pillow let me sleep
Frog, retrieve my golden ball
And I will agree, agree to all

Little rich girl spoilt and perverse
Do what I want, don't care who I hurt
In this self-centred universe
There's no such thing as just desserts

With fingers crossed behind my back
The horrid frog I thought to mock
When to my bed the frog did crawl
I threw him hard against the wall

To my very great surprise
A prince appeared before my eyes
For a long, long night of pleasure
Happily my virtue I surrendered

In the story you do not hear That the
couple divorced after several years Now the
princess does Botox and miracle diets
Her life is somewhat less a riot.

Little rich girl spoilt and perverse
Do what I want, no matter who I hurt
In this self-centred universe
Seems there IS such a thing as just desserts