I'm gonna get myself together
I'm gonna try a dyin' attempt
Talkin' about the good times
slippin' by
Yeah I tell ya
I don't even know where last
month went
Well I can't make no money
baby
Well 'cause my money's already
spent
And I know where it went
I said it went on that damn
rent
Well I don't mean change,
baby
I mean foldin' money
Well I want lovin', said I
don't need a buddy
I don't need nobody, now
Ain't exactly my idea
Its sort of old, borrowed
and blue
Just tryin' to say
Don't try that straight life
buddy
Oh you'll find it kind of
hard on you
Women, don't try to cook nothin'
up, ooh
Brother you know you'll only
wind up in your own stew
Just don't let nobody tell
you, oh what you oughta do
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