If I was a betting man
I wouldn't bet on me
I've been knocked down before
I got back on my feet
Guess I know just what you mean
When you can't get out of bed
All behind the 8-ball honey
You're never gonna get ahead
And I first met my Lulu
Not at a bar, at the DMV
She said you don't get it sir
This motorcycle it's a part of me
I was driving a taxi then
She said what is your going rate?
When you fall too much in love
And then it's much too late
Come on put my back against the wall
Come on Sam, take it all
It's a big old world and I'm too small to see
You put us in Debtors' Prison, I'm still gonna be free
Lulu was a pretty good painter
She did every wall on the block
Things were going all right then
'Til somebody called the cops
They got her down at the temple precinct she said
You gotta get me out of here
Sold my taxi to a friend of mine and
Bought a six pack of beer
Me and Lulu we had a couple of kids
Two at the very same time
Nearly laughed at the hospital bill
A hundred thousand dollars on the dotted line
The credit company said you've reached your limit sir
And I said you're telling me
Living on tacos and formula bottles in a
Tent in Ventura county
Come on put my back against the wall
Come on Sam, take it all
It's a big old world and I'm down on my knees
Put us in Debtors' Prison, I'm still gonna be free
Oh, so far away, so far away from what I wanted
Oh, they took it all away but I'm never taking you for
Granted
If I was a betting man
I wouldn't bet on me
Got me stuck in the overdraft
Mean old man Morgan, J.P
I guess I know just what you mean
When you can't get out of bed
We're all behind the 8-ball honey,
Never gonna get ahead
Come on put my back against the wall
Come on Sam, take it all
Come on put my back against the wall
Come on Sam take it all
Well I guess I never knew what I wanted to be.
You put us in Debtors' Prison
I'm still gonna be free
You put us in Debtors' Prison
I'm still gonna be free
You put us in Debtors' Prison
I'm still gonna be free