She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money" She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money" Well I just got fired and I don't know what to do I've got 20 dollars in my bank account to lose And I'm sure that I will 'cause that's the way it goes You always lose the things that you need the most She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money" She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money" Maria, you patron saint of broke-ass boys Won't you pour me another on the house before I go? 'Cause of all the Irish bartenders that work in this bar Who moved here after giving up their dreams of corporate law You're my favorite one, so won't you pour me another and then I'm done It's not so bad for a Tuesday afternoon Me and my comrades, we're shirking our capitalism blues She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money" She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money"