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Money |
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Grace potter and the nocturnals lyrics |
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I'm not the worrying kind, |
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But you, you lose every time |
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You lose every nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, |
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five, ten, twenty |
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It's a crime that you don't have any money |
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I don't need much, |
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Just a place I can lay me head |
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And a warm touch |
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I save every nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, five, ten, twenty |
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But I still can't seem to save any money |
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Once step away from the street |
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Barely got enough to eat |
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They're closing down the old seven eleven |
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Everybody's crying for pennies from heaven |
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Nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, five, ten, twenty |
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It's a crime that we don't have any |
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Oh it's a crime that we don't have any money |
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No we don't have any money baby |
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No I don't, no I don't need any money |
