Joe Ely
Drivin' to the Poorhouse in a Limousine
Drivin' to the Poorhouse in a LimosineLivin' on soda-pop and nicotineBrushin' off the glitter from a 2nd-Hand suit.Lookin' for a Marks-A-Lot to polish my boots.That's the life I live in a rock and roll bandDrivin' to the Poorhouse just as fast as I can.Sleepin' in the back-seat at the Shopping MallParkin' at the pay phone waitin for a callIf it wasn't for 'collect' and 'I.O.U.'I'd be up to my neck in 'Overdue'Me and my baby rollin' hand in handDrivin' to the Poorhouse just as fast as I can.Diggin' through the bottles and magazinesHope I got some money for some gasolineGovernment agents nippin at my heels.I'm a limo-length ahead of a jailhouse meal.Me and my baby rollin' hand in handDrivin' to the Poo house just as fast as I can.SongtexteFeelin' like a sailor in a submarineFeedin' quarters to the car-wash keepin' her clean.Dropped my last dime thru the cracks in the floorHope the promotor don't take the back door.Me and my baby rollin' hand in handDrivin' to the Poorhouse just as fast as I can.CH.Drivin' to the Poorhouse just as fast as I can.Drivin' to the Poorhouse just as fast as I can.Fat-assed businessmen suckin my bloodSlingin my name like it was mudIf I go to hell in a CaddilacGive 'em my money and I won't look backI ain't gonna be treated this a wayI ain't gonna be tzeated this a wayI ain't gonna be treated this a wayI ain't gonna be treated this a way
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