My Name Is Barbra Medley Testo

I'm wearing second hand shoes Second hand hose All the girls hand me Their second hand clothes Even my pajamas when I darn 'em Have somebody else's Initials on 'em Second hand rings Mmm... Second hand things I never get what other girlies do Once while strolling Through the Ritz a girl got my goat... She nudged her friend And said oh look there goes My old fur coat I don't believe in Frettin' and grievin' Why mess around with strife I never was caught out To step and strut out Give me the simple life Some find a pleasant dining on pheasants Those things roll off my comb Just serve me tomatoes And mashed potatoes Any place I hang my hat is home Oh, I got plenty o' nothin' And nothin's plenty for me I got no car, I got no mule I got no misery Don't you see I got no lock on my door hat's okay with me Cause the things that I prize Like the stars in the skies are all free I got plenty o' nothin' And nothin's plenty for me Once I built a railroad Made it run, Made it race Against time Once I built a railroad Now it's done Brother can you spare a dime? Say don't you remember They called me Al It was Al all the time Say don't you remember I'm your pal Buddy can you spare a dime? Nobody knows you When you're down and out In your pocket's Not one penny And your friends Well, you haven't any Soon as you get on your feet again Everybody Everybody Is your long lost friend It's mighty strange Without a doubt But nobody knows you When you're down and out Oh every one knows That I'm just second hand Rose >From Second Avenue Ya can't beat the egg-creams >From Second Avenue There is more between me And Fifth Avenue Than three blocks I tell ya Second Avenue The flowers in spring The robins that sing The sun beam that shines They're yours, they're mine And love can come to anyone Because the best things in life are free