She married him for his money though he was older and gray
And for six years of marriage to her a half a million to her he had to pay
I never felt any love or passion for him to her friends she often say
And he was quite useless as a lover and quite boring anyway.
She married him for his money only though on their wedding day
At the altar she pledged to honour him and love him and with him stay
And he who loved her truly believed all that she said
But suppose that's what happens when the heart rules the head.
She married him for his money and for herself did financially well
And after six years of boredom she told him go to hell
And now she's with a young bloke with shoulder length blond hair
And one she loves far better though he's not a millionaire.
She married him for his money and then from him did part
And left him half a million poorer and with love ache in his heart
He was a boring old fart of him she only said
But then suppose that's what happens when the heart rules the head.
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