Now it's come to talking I don't have much to say, 

It wouldn't come out right, and so I'll leave it out, oh it's best that way 

And I want to get out now cos I need just a couple of drinks. 

Can you lend me a little money till I draw my pay? 



And I'm leaving like a thief in the night. 

But I will try to write to you, or maybe phone 

And I'll send you back the money, 

But not the love you lent 

I could never pay no interest on that loan 



You really give me comfort I couldn't take more tenderness 

My credit's overdrawn and I just slide deeper in your debt 

And I want to get out now cos I need just a couple of drinks. 

Can you lend me a little money till pay day next? 



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Why don't you get some rest now you ought to get an early night. 

I've got a key so you can lock the door and it'll be all right. 

I'll just take my winter coat, it looks like it might rain. 

Can you lend me a little money just for the night? 



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