Money

I’m not the worrying kind but you you lose every time
You lose every nickel dime quarter dollar five ten twenty
It’s a crime that you don’t have any money
I don’t need much just a place I can lay me head and a warm touch
I save every nickel dime quarter dollar five ten twenty
But I still can’t seem to save any money
Once step away from the street Barely got enough to eat
They’re closing down the old seven eleven
Everybody’s crying for pennies from heaven
Nickel dime quarter dollar five ten twenty
It’s a crime that we don’t have any
Oh it’s a crime that we don’t have any money
No we don’t have any money baby
No I don’t no I don’t need any money