The DC3 - Jane Heiress lyrics

I need me a Jane Heiress To keep me at her address I'll be her mirror Tell her she's the fairest For the woman who has everything Except a reason to be I'm just what you need Patronize me In Renaissance Italy The wealthy families Liked to keep an artist In residency Reconsider me as a worthy charity I'll enrich your life, and you can Pay my groceries There's room for me to ride In your Porsche four-wheel drive When you stop the high-street traffic Just to chat out the driver's side Drop the kids at private school And I'll tag along In the back seat writing my Proletariat rebel songs I can teach you how to sing You can teach me how to bling We could live the kind of risky low life only trust funds bring But what's a hundred grand a year when you can't have the joy of giving I can show you how the other ninety-nine percent are living The experience will help the kids get a better Uni placement score. And, speaking of score, they can score me h**n. And a dodgy lawyer. I need me a Jane Heiress To keep me at her address I'll be her mirror Tell her she's the fairest A woman of your standing Needs a cause celebre I'll be your personal pleb Patronize me