Hey listen buddy have you gotta dime for a cup of coffee?
'Cause my body is feelin' kind a cold out here in the boulevard.
When I was barely five years old I used to go out with my friends.
We would do any little thing just to take in a little cash.
CHORUS:
All I want is one more freakin' dollar.
All I want is one more freaking dollar.
An example: One day me and my palls we went to the rich part of town.
Where we picked up left-overs and filthy-stinky trash.
So tell me what 'ya got to give me?
'Cause my pants and shoes are torn apart.
So help me I know that you can.
Anything is better then nothing.
CHORUS
All I want is one more freakin' dollar.
All I want is one more freaking dollar.
I keep lookin' for some money in my pocket.
There's always nothing there.
But something tells me, one day I'll be famous.
Oh, I'll threw it in the air, say.
CHORUS
All I want is one more freakin' dollar.
All I want is one more freaking dollar.
Hey listen buddy have you gotta dime for a cup of coffee?
'Cause my body is feelin' kind a cold out here in the boulevard.
When I was barely five years old I used to go out with my friends.
We would do any little thing just to take in a little cash.
CHORUS
All I want is one more freakin' dollar.
All I want is one more freaking dollar.
Writer(s): Angelo Kelly, Barbara Kelly, James Kelly, John Kelly, Joseph Kelly, Kathleen Kelly, Maite Kelly, Patricia Kelly, Patrick Kelly
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