I ain't got no job, this is all I do I write silly songs to sing for silly people like you I ain't got no car, I ain't got no house Oh, but I got addicted to this bad taste in my mouth But you keep me off the ground, yeah Have you ever been down, down on your luck Down in a bad kinda way, feeling like you're stuck Well that's where I've been and that's where I am Oh, ain't a damn thing changed, baby, but I hope that it can But only if you can keep me off the ground Oh, but you keep me off the ground Oh, but you keep me off the ground