My first husband was Rich, a terrible husband only two seconds long
The man who owns me is Rich, keeps me in a castle and I taste his dreams
The man who borrows me is Rich too.

My husband is John
The glory of Galway is Jon
The other John plays too rough for me
The sweetest John can't ever let himself have me; a good man.

The first Richard made me poor
The second Richard showed me my worth
The last Richard is just borrowed and returned like a good library book.

John neglects me
Jon gets me
John scares me
John scoops me up, makes it all feel real.

I have too many Rich Johns.