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I'm not too rich
I'm not too poor
But boy I've sure been through this thing before
I can't make rent I buy cheap wine
I can't even keep my poor old hairline
I talk to loud
I drink too much
I eat like a pig and
Dance like a clown
Every time I feel like making my move
My words get choke up in a swirl
Well I'm guilty, lordy
Never should have come into this old world
Well I'm lonely, mama
Guilty as born
Well I'm guilty, lordy
Never should have come into this old world
Well I'm lonely, mama
Guilty as born
Well I tried to change I beat my brains
It's all to no avail
But look at yourself, don't your see
You're just as bad off as me
Well, I ride a bike but run red lights
Scratch my behind when no-one's in sight
I eat sloppy food, spot up my shirt
I don't have a chance to dance and flirt
People look and say what a fright
Don't what that ole boy in our sight
I open a beer to try and bring some cheer
But all I get is a bunch of sneers
Well I'm guilty, lordy
Never should have come into this old world
Well I'm lonely, mama
Guilty as born
Well I'm guilty, lordy
Never should have come into this old world
Well I'm lonely, mama
Guilty as born
