I'm not in a position to maintain you The way that you're accustomed to Can't take you out to fancy places 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 I really don't want to see Don't tell me what your friends are buying, girl 'Cause money doesn't grow on trees I got so many patches on my clothes, girl A hole in the bottom of my shoe Financially, I'm a pauper But when it comes to lovin', I'm alright Alright, alright You do really think, I can buy you girl Or drive you in a GT car If you're hungry, girl, I can't feed you For my money, girl, you won't get far Tell me 'bout the things, that excite you That makes you tingle with delight Tell me where to hold and touch you So you got to tell me, I'm alright Alright, alright