Lay awake at night,
Oh so low, just so troubled.
Can`t get a job,
Laid off and I`m having double trouble.
Hey hey, to make you`ve got to try.
Baby, that`s no lie.
Some of this generation is millionaires;
I can`t even keep decent clothes to wear.
Laugh at me walking,
And I have no place to go.
Bad luck and trouble has taken me;
I have no money to show.
walter op zo 03 feb, 2008 1:43 am<