Loving Pauper

Loving Pauper - Gregory Isaacs

I'm not in a position to maintain you,

The way that you're accustomed to,

Can't take you out to fancy places,

Like other fellows that I know can do,

I'm only able to romance you,

& make you tingle with delight,

Financially, I'm a pauper,

But when it comes to lovin I'm alright.

Alright alright

Don't show me what you're friends are wearing,

I really don't want to see,

Don't tell me what your friends are buying, girl

'Cause money doesn't grow on trees.

I got so many patches on my clothes, girl

A hole in the bottom of my shoes

Financially, I'm a pauper,

But when it comes to lovin I'm alright.

Alright alright

You do really think I can buy you girl,

Or drive you in a GT car,

If you're hungry, girl, I can't feed you,

For my money, girl, you won't get far,

Tell me about the things that excite you,

That makes you tingle with delight,

Tell me where to hold & touch you,

So you got to tell me, I'm alright.

Alright alright