Whoa, Iâ²m broke again
Blew my money on the smell of gin
Whoa, here I go again
Falling down on the same old sin
Oh, I know, I know, I know I'm wrong
And I know, I know, I know Iâ²m gone
If I don't change my ways
I'm living by numbered days
It can never last
My life is disappearing fast
But each day, I live some more
Missing my baby so
Pushing myself to skid row
Itâ²s not much further, I know, whoa
And if I saw her face
Iâ²d feel so out of place
Wouldn't know what to say
Iâ²d have to look the other way
I'm down on my luck again
Just canâ²t smile and pretend
Really a broken man
Whoa, I'm broke again
I blew my money on the smell of gin
Whoa, here I go again
Falling down on the same old sin
Whoa, Iâ²m broke again
Blew my money, now I'm broke again
Whoa, I'm broke again
Blew my money, now Iâ²m broke again
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