No Spondulicks
Where all my money's gone
I Havent got a clue what to do.
What to do?
When every pointless letter
Tthat hits the welcome mat is a fancy shade of brown
What to do?
Cash wont stay with me no matter how i try.
It just sits there in my wallet
Rehearsing its final goodbye
But theres a diamond in the corner of a pocket
Of my trousers I am sure.
And when I find it I will write you
Or call
But I've got no cash
No wedge
No Moolah
No spondulicks
Luck wont stay with me
Given half a chance
Shes out there in a little black party dress with someone else's man'
Seems like sometimes I can hear the trumprts of Jericho
Echo round the walls when shes not home.
But I've got no cash
No Wedge
No Moolah
No Spondulicks!
Where all my money's gone
I havent got a clue what to do.
What to do?
What to do?