|Performed By:||AC/DC (1978)|
(1978) (Young, Young, Scott) I know that it's evil I know that it's got to be I know I ain't doing much Doing nothing means a lot to me Living on a shoe string A fifty cent millionaire Open to charity Rock 'n' roller welfare Sitting in my Cadillac Listening to my radio Suzy baby get on in Tell me where she want to go I'm living in a nightmare She's looking like a wet dream I got myself a Cadillac But I can't afford the gasoline (Chorus:) I've got holes in my shoes And I'm way overdue Down payment blues Get myself a steady job Some responsibility Can't even feed my cat On social security Hiding from the rent man Oh it makes me want to cry Sheriff knocking on my door Ain't it funny how the time flies Sitting on my sailing boat Sipping off my champaign Suzy baby all at sea Say she want to come again Feeling like a paper cup Floating down a storm drain Got myself a sailing boat But I can't afford a drop of rain (Chorus)
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