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(Words and Music : Alf Davies)
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We are poor, never sure where our next meal's coming from We are poor, never sure where our next meal's coming from But never mind, I will find you something good to wear Never mind, I will find you something good to wear And you will have your hair cut in the latest style Elegant dress to match your beautiful smile Our own dreams, we won't fall apart You are a person with heart, I can follow |
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Who is poor? I am sure, I don't need to score Who is poor, I don't need to score |
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They are poor, never sure which of thirty shirts he should wear They are poor, never sure which of thirty skirts she should wear But never mind, you will find they look immaculate But never mind, every time, they look immaculate 'Cause they will have their fair share of the taxes they paid Super plans, neatly laid Their fair share of the illness this brings Cling to a life that has long become hollow |
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Who is poor? I am sure, I don't need to score Who is poor, I don't need to score Who is poor, I don't need to score And never mind, I will find you something good to wear Never mind, I will find you something good to wear And you will have your hair cut in the latest style Elegant dress to match your beautiful smile Our own dreams, we won't fall apart You are a person with heart, I can follow And never mind, you will find, something good to wear |
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