And I dredge up this more-than-three-years-old thread, which nobody answered, to report that dreams do come true: I found this tune, written and sung by Wayne Kemp, via a record collector on the Web. This ends a 30-year search. The chorus goes:


Pretty mansions weren't made to be loved in.

Big blue diamonds have no feelings at all.

And a rich man has no friends to speak of,

But the paintings that hang on his wall.


A great tune with an interesting theme: the singer conceals from his love that he is rich, then, unbeknownst to her, gives away all his possessions so she can love him for just who he is.

[I now use my actual name, Armen Tanzerian.]