No more credit
At the liquor store
My suit is all dirty and my
Shoes is all tore
I'm tired and lonely and my
Heart is all sore
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I can't use it no more

He told me that he loved me
I believed what he said
He took me for a sucker, boy
All corn-fed
The next thing I knew
He had a bolt on the door
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Oh, I can't use it no more

I took Terry's watch
Like I always do
(It was a Timex, too!)
(WAH-HOO
WAH-HOO)
(And a-shame on you)
No more money, boy
I shoulda knew
(They should have told him earlier in the program)
(Shoulda told me too)
The way she do me, boy, well
She might do you, too
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
(Now look what she did to Patrick tonight)
Patrick: Ain't got no power, what the fuck [...]

FZ: Wait, just a moment, we can't be having any of this . . . Tex, come here, quick, and find out why there's no electricity going to the electric bass. We must have some little doodads walking around backstage. Oh, talk amongst yourselves

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Can't use it no more

Potato-head Bobby
Was a friend of mine
He opened three of his eyes
In the food stamp line
He opened four of his eyes
In the food stamp line
He opened five of his eyes
In the food stamp line
He opened six of his eyes
In the food stamp line
Say he might be the Devil
(He might be the Devil, huh huh)
Might be the Devil, ow ow, now now
(Might be the Devil, huh huh)
Well, well, but he sure is fine now
(He might be the Devil, huh huh)
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Oh, you wanna try it one time
Later that night
He drop on by
Told me all he wanna do
Was come up and say "Hi"
(HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI)
Half an hour later
He had frenched his fry
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Bobby, say good-bye

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Bobby, say good-bye