I'm not the worrying kind, 

But you, you lose every time 

You lose every nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, 

five, ten, twenty 

It's a crime that you don't have any money 



I don't need much, 

Just a place I can lay me head 

And a warm touch 

I save every nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, five, ten, twenty 

But I still can't seem to save any money 



Once step away from the street 

Barely got enough to eat 

They're closing down the old seven eleven 

Everybody's crying for pennies from heaven 



Nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, five, ten, twenty 

It's a crime that we don't have any 

Oh it's a crime that we don't have any money 



No we don't have any money baby 

No I don't, no I don't need any money