Broke Again

Woh, I'm broke again
Blew my money on the smell of gin
Woh, here I go again
Fallin' down on the same old sin

Oh I know, I know
I know I'm wrong
And I know, I know
I know I'm gone

If I don't change my way-ays
I'm livin' by numbered day-ays
It can never la-ast
My life is disappearing fast
But each day I live some more
Missin' my baby so
Pushin' myself to skid row
There's not much further
I know...

And if I saw her face
I'd feel so out of place
Wouldn't know what to say-ay
I'd have to look the other way-ay-ay
I'm down on my luck again
Just can't smile and pretend
I'm really a broken man

Woh, I'm broke again
I blew my money on the smell of gin
Woh, here I go again
Fallin' down on the same old sin
Woh, I'm broke again
Blew my money, now I'm broke again
Woh, I'm broke again
Blew my money, now I'm broke again