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.


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