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Some boys kiss me, some boys hug meI think they're O.K.If they don't give me proper creditI just walk awayThey can beg and they can pleadBut they can't see the light, that's right'Cause the boy with the cold hard cashIs always Mister Right, 'cause we areLiving in a material worldAnd I am a material girlYou know that we are living in a material worldAnd I am a material girlSome boys romance, some boys slow danceThat's all right with meIf they can't raise my interest then IHave to let them beSome boys try and some boys lie butI don't let them playOnly boys who save their penniesMake my rainy day, 'cause they are[chorus]Living in a material world (material)Living in a material world]Boys may come and boys may goAnd that's all right you seeExperience has made me richAnd now they're after me, 'cause everybody'sA material, a material, a material, a material worldLiving in a material world (material)Living in a material world[