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I ask my for a nickel
She gave me a dollar bill
I ask her for a drink of
And she me a liquor still

Whoa, yeah yeah
can a poor boy do
Ain't it hard, ain't it
When you have to live the

I call my on the telephone
She said come on Stevie I'm all alone
I said I get my car started mama

Whoa,
can a poor boy do
When he has to live the

And my baby's makin' it with my best friend
I know I'm being used, yeah yeah

Lord have
Lord have on me
Lord mercy
Lord have on me, yeah

I'm tryin' to find my
somebody please, yeah yeah
Won't somebody please bring her to me