She don't dream of spring in Paris Or jettin' off to Singapore She just needs a quarter tank To get her to the grocery store She don't buy filet mignon She just wants some extra pork in her beans And it may not sound like much But that's the stuff that makes up a poor girl's dream She's tired of haulin' baskets Down to the laundry mat Dealin' with the weirdos And the stress of all of that She'd rather put her dollar Somewhere other than a washin' machine Well, it may not sound like much But that's the stuff that makes up a poor girl's dream If you've got a million, you want two If you ain't got nothin', any little thing will do She works on the clock Punchin' in and out for years She'd like to take that double shift And shift it down a gear Go home and light a candle Paint her toes a different color and just breathe It may not sound like much But that's the stuff that makes up a poor girl's dream Yeah, if you've got a million, you want two If you ain't got nothin', any little thing will do A little piece of mind Just a taste of what could be Well, it may not sound like much But that's the stuff that makes up a poor girl's dream And it may not sound like much But that's the stuff that makes up a poor girl's dream A poor girl's dream