She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money"
She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money"
Well I just got fired and I don't know what to do
I've got 20 dollars in my bank account to lose
And I'm sure that I will 'cause that's the way it goes
You always lose the things that you need the most
She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money"
She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money"
Maria, you patron saint of broke-ass boys
Won't you pour me another on the house before I go?
'Cause of all the Irish bartenders that work in this bar
Who moved here after giving up their dreams of corporate law
You're my favorite one, so won't you pour me another and then I'm done
It's not so bad for a Tuesday afternoon
Me and my comrades, we're shirking our capitalism blues
She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money"
She says, "I can't be with you 'cause you don't have any money"