Loving Pauper

I'm not in a position to maintain you (ooo-oo-ooo)

The way that you're accustomed to (oh yeah)

Can't take you out to fancy places (ooo-oo-oo)

Like other fellows that I know can do

I'm only able to romance you

And make you tingle with delight

Financially, I'm a pauper

But when it comes to lovin I'm alright, alright, alright

Don't show me what you're friends are wearing (ooo-oo-ooo)

I really don't want to see (oh yeah)

Don't tell me what your friends are buying (ooo-oo-ooo)

'Cause money doesn't grow on trees

Tell me 'bout the things that excite you

That makes you tingle with delight

Tell me where to hold and touch you

So when it comes to lovin I'm alright, alright, alright

Jewellery are things I can't buy you, girl (ooo-oo-ooo)

Or drive you in a GT car (oh yeah)

If you're hungry, girl, I can't feed you (ooo-oo-ooo)

For my money, girl, you won't get far

I got so many patches on my clothes, girl

A hole in the bottom of shoe

But if you prefer love to luxury

Then you've got to tell me I'm alright, alright, alright