Got my pay check finally
Only the numbers look funny
Cause they keep something for me
It’s for your own good, be happy
The day came to get my money back
Rules change, it will be ten years late
Or when I’m lying in a hospital bed
It’s good for you, be happy
Then when I am 85, and I’m still alive
My body’s weak, I can do no vice
Then a mail came, my savings fine
They think I can live till a hundred and five
Chorus
Oh hear my cry
It’s my money
It’s my money
It’s my money
But they don’t reply
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