Poor Boy

Honey, try on this new dress
Throw on some shoes
I just got paid
And their ain’t nothing left to lose
Ain’t got no ring
For your finger
Ain’t no money
Being a rock n roll singer
The bells at the courthouse ring
Every time a poor boy dreams
Spent your whole life crawling out a hole
Just to fall back down
Honey, call the preacher
Call all your friends
The night ain’t over
‘Til everybody sins
Ain’t got no church
Until tomorrow
Tonight I’ll do anything
But beg, steal, or borrow
I can’t promise
I won’t change
Only a fool
Wants to stay the same
Some got nothing
Some nothing to lose
I ain’t got nothing
To live up to