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once i lived the life of a millionaire |
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spent all my money just did not care |
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took all my friends out for a good time |
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bought bootleg whisky champagne and wine |
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then i began to fall so low |
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lost all my good friends i did not have nowhere to go |
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if i get my hands on a dollar again |
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i'm going to hang on to it till that eagle grins |
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because nobody loves you when you're down and out |
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in your pocket not one penny |
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and as for friends you don't have many |
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when you finally get back upon your feet again |
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everybody wants to be your good old long lost friend |
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said it's mighty strange without a doubt |
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nobody knows you when you're down and out |
