Now if I were a bricklayer,
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I wouldn't build just anything,
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If I was a ballplayer,
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I wouldn't play no second string,
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And if I were some jewelry, baby,
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Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring,
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If I was a secret, you know I would never be told,
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If I was a jug of wine,
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Lord, my flavor would be plenty old,
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I could be 'most anything,
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But it got to be 24-karat solid gold
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Chorus:
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I'm the Penthouse Pauper; I've got nothing to my name
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I'm the Penthouse Pauper; I've got nothing to my name,
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I can be 'most anything,
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'Cause when you got nothin' it's all the same
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If I was a gambler, you know I'd never lose,
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And if I were a guitar player,
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I'd have to play the blues
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If I was a hacksaw (hatchet), my blade would be razor sharp,
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If I were a politician, I could prove money could talk,
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You can find the tallest building,
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Lord, you know I'd have the house on top
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Chorus:
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I'm the Penthouse Pauper; I've got nothing to my name
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I'm the Penthouse Pauper; I've got nothing to my name,
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I can be 'most anything,
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'Cause when you got nothin' it's all the same
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Penthouse Pauper
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Molly Hatchet |