Whoh, I'm broke again,
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Blew my money on the smell of gin,
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Whoh, here I go again,
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Fallin' down on the same old sin.
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Oh I know, I know, I know I'm wrong,
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And I know, I know I know I'm gone.
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If I don't change my ways,
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I'm livin' by numbered days,
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It can never last,
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My life is disappearing fast.
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But each day I live some more,
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Missin' my baby so,
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Pushin' myself to skid row,
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It's not much further, I know.
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And if I saw her face,
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I'd feel so out of place,
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Wouldn't know what to say,
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I'd have to look the other way.
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I'm down on my luck again,
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Just can't smile and pretend,
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Really a broken man.
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Whoh, I'm broke again,
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I blew my money on the smell of gin,
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Whoh, here I go again,
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Fallin' down on the same old sin.
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Whoh, I'm broke again,
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Blew my money, now I'm broke again,
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Whoh, I'm broke again,
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Blew my money, now I'm broke again.
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Broke Again
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| Little River Band |
