You've had your fun
  Your money's gone
  Your only friend is the telephone
  Oh duchess, now you're one of us
  You stay at home
  And light the lights
  It make you smile in the empty night
  Oh duchess, now you're one of us
  Well she knows Latinos, and she knows Mexicans
  And she sits alone by the telephone but they won't call back again
  You count the bands, you cut your hair
  And someone saying you're a millionaire
  Oh duchess, now you're one of us
  You've friends to see, a car to drive
  You go to bars but you're much too shy
  Oh duchess, now you're one of us
  Well she knows Latinos and she knows Mexicans
  And she sits alone over thirteen stone
  And they won't come back again
  oh li-da-di-da-dioh li-da-di-da-dioh li-da-di-da-dioh oh
  Well she knows Latinos and she knows Mexicans
  But nothing sad stuff and they've had enough
  And they won't come back again
  You've had your fun
  Your money's gone
  You spend all day by the telephone