A Pocket Full of Lint
Pocket Full of Lint
Ain’t no bargain
Being broke
Having to weigh
Each time you
Spend some
Ain’t no grace
To having nothin’
Worrying each day
Insides twisted up
In painful knots
Ain’t no joy
In saying
I can’t
When all you
Want to say is
Yes
Ain’t no love
In a pocket
Full of lint
Hole in the bottom
Air blowing in…
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