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Wanting what I can’t have, That seems to be my M.O., Why I keep doing it I’ll never know, You’d think I’d understand that I can’t have it; (Yeah yeah yeah,) (Go ahead,) (Make a blonde joke,) (I’m not even blonde dumb ass;) But no, I still go on wanting it more and more, I want what someone else has, (Yes, I know,) (Slut,) (Shut up;) I want what’s too far away, I want what doesn’t want me, I seem to want the impossible, And then, Outta the blue, Something wants me, And of course I get excited, But then there’s luck I got, Something always comes up, And I always end up a day late and a buck short, Story of my life, It’s not just that it happens with something important, No, Of course not, It’s with everything, I can’t seem to get a break, No matter how much time I have, Or how many 20’s I got in my wallet, It always ends up short; (Yeah,) (Go ahead,) (Laugh it up,) (I said short,) (I know,) (Smartass,) (You aren’t helping my situation,) (So just shut up,) (I don’t care,) (I’ve got bigger issues to deal with;) Because I don’t seem to have enough of somethin’, And lemme tell ya, It ain’t fun not havin’ it; (Not that you care,) (You’re busy makin’ wise cracks,) (Doesn’t really bother me though,) (So get over yourself, a’ight?) (Why am I even bothering?) (I’m not writing this for you;) I’m not writing this for anybody, I’m just writing it, Just putting my pen to paper, And letting the ink write whatever comes to mind; (That explains the ranting, eh?) (Yeah,) (Bite me,) (I’m having enough problems without you,) (So could ya just lay off for maybe five minutes?) (Somehow I doubt that,) (But one can always hope;) It’s not my fault I come up short; (And don’t even say it;) I am who I am, With or without whatever’s missing, No, Strike that, Because if I had what was missing, I wouldn’t be me now would I? The thing I need, Wants me without whatever’s missing, But good luck finding that, And we all know how my luck goes; (That’s it exactly;) A day late and a buck short, Ahh the universe loves me; (Don’tchya think?) (What?) (You don’t agree?) (Can’t imagine why,) (Well, I guess I’ll have to put up with you,) (Lucky lucky me,) (Nothin’ I can do about you;) At least not now, Not until I got an extra penny, At least, And I’m half an hour early.

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A Day Late and a Buck Short

Wanting what I can’t have, That seems to be my M.O., Why I keep doing it I’ll never know, You’d think I’d understand that I can’t have it; (Yeah yeah yeah,) (Go ahead,) (Make a blonde joke,) (I’m not even blonde dumb ass;) But no, I still go on wanting it more and more, I want what someone else has, (Yes, I know,) (Slut,) (Shut up;) I want what’s too far away, I want what doesn’t want me, I seem to want the impossible, And then, Outta the blue, Something wants me, And of course I get excited, But then there’s luck I got, Something always comes up, And I always end up a day late and a buck short, Story of my life, It’s not just that it happens with something important, No, Of course not, It’s with everything, I can’t seem to get a break, No matter how much time I have, Or how many 20’s I got in my wallet, It always ends up short; (Yeah,) (Go ahead,) (Laugh it up,) (I said short,) (I know,) (Smartass,) (You aren’t helping my situation,) (So just shut up,) (I don’t care,) (I’ve got bigger issues to deal with;) Because I don’t seem to have enough of somethin’, And lemme tell ya, It ain’t fun not havin’ it; (Not that you care,) (You’re busy makin’ wise cracks,) (Doesn’t really bother me though,) (So get over yourself, a’ight?) (Why am I even bothering?) (I’m not writing this for you;) I’m not writing this for anybody, I’m just writing it, Just putting my pen to paper, And letting the ink write whatever comes to mind; (That explains the ranting, eh?) (Yeah,) (Bite me,) (I’m having enough problems without you,) (So could ya just lay off for maybe five minutes?) (Somehow I doubt that,) (But one can always hope;) It’s not my fault I come up short; (And don’t even say it;) I am who I am, With or without whatever’s missing, No, Strike that, Because if I had what was missing, I wouldn’t be me now would I? The thing I need, Wants me without whatever’s missing, But good luck finding that, And we all know how my luck goes; (That’s it exactly;) A day late and a buck short, Ahh the universe loves me; (Don’tchya think?) (What?) (You don’t agree?) (Can’t imagine why,) (Well, I guess I’ll have to put up with you,) (Lucky lucky me,) (Nothin’ I can do about you;) At least not now, Not until I got an extra penny, At least, And I’m half an hour early.