broke again
little river band
blew my money on the smell of gin
fallin' down on the same old sin. oh i know
i know i know i'm gone. if i don't change my ways
i'm livin' by numbered days
my life is disappearing fast. but each day i live some more
pushin' myself to skid row
i know. and if i saw her face
wouldn't know what to say
i'd have to look the other way. i'm down on my luck again
just can't smile and pretend
really a broken man. whoh
i blew my money on the smell of gin
fallin' down on the same old sin. whoh