Some boys kiss me, some boys 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
'cause the boy with the cold hard cash
is always mister right
some boys romance, some boys slow dance
that's all right with me
if they can't raise my interest then I
have to let them be, '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
boys may come and boys may go
and that's all right you see
experience has made me rich
and now they're after me, '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