The Very Thing That Makes You Rich Makes Me Poor

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 My father told me, lying on his bed of death,
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 "Boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool yourself
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 'Cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh,   right in her hand
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 And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor
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 The very thing that makes her rich will make you poor"
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 That's right!

[Verse 2]
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 Well, I put you behind the wheel of a deuce and a quarter, yes I did
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 Had you living like a rich man's daughter, yes I did, I sure did
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 While you were living high on the hog
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 You had me down here scuffling like a dog
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 Well, the very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
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 The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor

[Solo]

[Verse 3]
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 Don't you never ever make such a bad mistake
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 You know I'd rather climb into bed with a rattlesnake
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 Then to work hard every day bringing that woman all my pay
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 The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor,
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 Makes me so damn poor
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 The thing that makes her rich makes me poor
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 The very thing that makes you rich make me poor
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 Very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
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 Makes me so damned poor

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 Money won't change it, no no...