For a Dollar

Lucky always said i was a real bad habit
Told me big bright stars always burn out fastest
He was putting a show he didn't know that he was right yet
Now i spent my last lighter puttin holes in my jacket

I know i'm never hungry on an empty stomach
Can't swallow pills never learned what love was
Didn't mind but now i'm getting by on dumb work and hard luck
Roof over my head that i fell off on a come up

Always said i was a writer now i can't say nothin
Been too long since i felt like something
Got a kitchen full of sittin and some flowers from my garden
I would trade it for a dollar and i'd hit the ground runnin
I would trade it for a dollar and i'd hit the ground runnin
I would trade it for a dollar and i'd hit the ground runnin
I would trade it for a dollar and i'd hit the ground runnin



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Writer(s): Max Berman
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