She just appeared one afternoon This babe of wealth and breeding Who has sucked the chrome from off a silver spoon Could I (give her the life) she'd been used to? (Poor piteous fool) I never asked her to I never wanted to She just rolled in Like I was poland back in world war ii She made her estimate She didn't hesitate To take my hard-earned scratch And splash it 'round the town I told her from the beginning That there weren't enough to go 'round Oh don'tcha want me to Appear my best for you? I simply cannot walk through double bay In these old shoes Now there's the bag to match And there's the gloves and hat And baby this platinum bracelet Goes so well with that I'm sure that you'll agree How good this looks on me I simply can't leave Without buying this bi-kini And when I step outside This changing room, you'll see Her father cut Her credit line But that won't stop her From spending all of mine I might be soft I might be weak But I can't get a word in Everytime I try to speak I told you I was poor I told you I was poor But now my pocket's empty You don't want me anymore And how was I to know That I'd been taken By a pro who had the meter on And running all the time Now my wallet's spent You've got your fingers On the next one in line And if you do for me I'm gonna do for you I might just get you backstage entry If we see u2 The seats are in demand So come on pay the man I heard the tix for skybox Only cost 2 grand I know some things From book learnings But I can't manage these Bloody purse strings I make a fuss But don't earn much I certainly can't finance No society slut I told you I was poor I told you I was poor But now my pocket's empty You don't want me anymore And how was I to know I'd gone and hooked up With a pro who had the meter on And running all the time Now my wallet's spent You've got your fingers On the next one in line Well I told you I was poor I told you I was poor But now my pocket's empty You don't want me anymore And how was I to know That I'd been taken By a pro who had the meter on And running all the time Now my wallet's spent You've got your fingers On the next one in line But now that she's gone I can't help thinking of her all the time