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Once I lived the life of a millionaire |
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Spending my money, I didn't care |
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I carried my friends out for a good time |
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Buying bootleg liquor, champagne and wine |
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When I began to fall so low |
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I didn't have a friend and no place to go |
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So if I ever get my hand on a dollar again |
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I'm gonna hold on to it till them eagle's green |
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Nobody knows you |
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When you're down and out |
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In my pocket, not one penny |
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And my friends, I haven't any |
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But If I ever get on my feet again |
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Then I'll meet my long lost friend |
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It's mighty strange, without a doubt |
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Nobody knows you when you're down and out |
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I mean when you're down and out |
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When you're down and out |
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Not one penny |
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And my friends, I haven't any |
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And I felt so low |
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Nobody wants me round their door |
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Without a doubt |
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No man can use you when you're down and out |
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I mean when you're down and out |
