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I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high but I'm grounded I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby And what it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving a high five I feel drunk but I'm sober I'm young and I'm underpaid I'm tired but I'm working, yeah I care but I'm restless I'm here but I'm really gone I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby And what it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be quite alright 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is flicking a cigarette And what it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving the peace sign I'm free but I'm focused I'm green but I'm wise I'm hard but I'm friendly, baby I'm sad but I'm laughing I'm brave but I'm chickenshit I'm sick but I'm pretty, baby And what it all boils down to Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet But I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is playing the piano And what it all comes down to my friends, yeah Is that everything is just fine, fine, fine 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is hailing a taxi cab |
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| 2. |
| 3:06 |
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Wait a minute man
You mispronounced my name You didn't wait for all the information Before you turned me away Wait a minute sir You kind of hurt my feelings You see me as a sweet back-loaded puppet And you've got a meal ticket taste I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you You took me for a joke You took me for a child You took a long hard look at my ass And then played golf for a while Your shake is like a fish You pat me on the head You took me out to wine dine 69 me But didn't hear a damn word I said I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you Oh hello Mr. Man You didn't think I'd come back You didn't think I'd show up with my army And this ammunition on my back Now that I'm Miss Thing Now that I'm a zillionaire You scan the credits for your name And wonder why it's not there I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you |
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| 3. |
| 4:24 |
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You know how us Catholic girls can be
We make up for so much time a little too late I never forgot it, confusing as it was No fun with no guilt feelings The sinners, the saviors, the loverless priests I'll see you next Sunday We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did I sang Alleluia in the choir I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man My brothers they never went blind for what they did But I may as well have In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son I had one more stupid question We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did What I learned I rejected but I believe again I will suffer the consequences of this inquisition If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgiven We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did We all had delusions in our head We all had our minds made up for us We had to believe in something So we did |
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