aimusic.one

[Verse 1]
I checked my bank account, it made me weep,
Got more digits in my phone than money to keep.
I buy generic brands, they call it 'no-name',
At the cash register, it's always the same game.

[Verse 2]
My fridge is like a desert, vast and wide,
Old mustard and a light, the only things inside.
I throw dinner parties that are just pretend,
B.Y.O.F. —bring your own food, my friend.

[Chorus]
Help! I’m poor, my pockets are bare,
Can’t even afford a decent haircut for my hair.
Every cent is a soldier, in a battle I lose,
Help! I’m poor, but hey, what’s the use?

[Verse 3]
I found a coupon, thought I struck gold,
It was expired—story of my life, told.
My car’s fueled by hope, runs on prayer,
And every uphill’s a nightmare, I swear.

[Verse 4]
So if you see me counting dimes, don’t be alarmed,
I’m just keeping the economy charmed.
Next time you find a penny, send it my way,
Every little helps, as they say.

[Bridge]
Dream of vacations, places I've never seen,
Only visiting through a magazine.
I save pennies like they're going out of style,
But hey, at least I can manage a smile.


[Chorus]
Help, I’m poor, my pockets are bare,
Can’t even afford a decent haircut for my hair.
Every cent is a soldier, in a battle I lose,
Help, I’m poor, but hey, what’s the use?

[Outro]
So here’s my song, it’s sadly true,
I’m just broke, between me and you.
But I’ve got rich dreams, they’re all I score,
Help, I’m poor, could you spare a dime, maybe more?

I'm serious! Help!