You're my where
You’re my why
You’re my supply
You get me high
Times are tough
The well is dry
But we're gonna get by
They can talk and they can talk
They’re lying
Up and down the block
They know we got everything
We don’t have to say a thing
Their bitter lives of misery
Don’t wanna know
What they see
When they look at you and me
It’s what they’re never gonna be
They can talk and they can talk
They’re lying
Up and down the block
They know we got everything
We don’t have to say a thing
by Richard W. Bray
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