I run cross town, check what is in the post The post no come, back another day Travel so far for money acting bored Two weeks have passed, well-a could it be a last But no Ay caramba! Go to work so early in the morning Bus break down, I start a-walking Reach too late, boss him a-bawlin' "No work today, no come back tomorrow" Oy Ay caramba! Oh Lord, confess I'm in a mess So give me strength Be my witness Yeah No electric light for two weeks or more Debt collector come knock out the door No more water come from the tap The phone cut off and I can't pay the rent Oh oy Ay caramba! Police, them stop, they say "You look like wanted man" I say "chance'll be fine" they put cuff upon me hand The very next day they catch the guilty one Say "we won't keep you long, let you out tomorrow" Oy Ay caramba! Well life is tough Sometimes it's rough But I know When enough is enough Yeah Woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah-ee-eh-ee-eh Yeah-ee-eh-ee-eh Ay caramba! Ay caramba! Ay caramba!