My fur got sold
oh lord ain't it cold
But I'm not gonna holler
'cause I still got a dollar
And when I get low
Oooo I get high
My man walked out
Now you know that ain't right
but he better watch out
If I meet him tonight
I said when I get low
Oooo I get high
All the bad luck in this town has found me
Nobody knows how trouble goes round and round me...
I'm all alone
With no-one to pet me
But the old rocking chair
Ain't never gonna get me
‘Cause when I get low
Oooo I get high
My man's full up,
got his belly in a tangle
'cause I'm a slice of pie
he just can't handle
and when I get low
Oooo I get high
My pockets are empty
and my chips are down
but I ain't gonna holler,
No, I ain't gonna frown
‘Cause when I get low
Oooo I get high
All the bad luck in this town has found me
Nobody knows how trouble goes round and round me...
Woah there was a ruckus last night
I ended up in jail
but I ain't got to worry -
my girls got my bail
I'm all alone
With no-one to pet me
But the old rocking chair
Ain't never gonna get me
‘Cause when I get low
Oooo I get high

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