Oh mama
I’m sick to the bone
Oh mama
I was rich, but I lost the fortune

There’s a kid with a credit card down below
Running up a tab just to show
That he’s in charge of credit cards
You know it sounds like an accusation

All my love
She gave it away
All my love
She gave it away

(true story)

Oh mama
Won’t you take me to Rome
Oh mama
I don’t suppose you’d fly me to Spain?
You know I gave two weeks notice today
Told off the boss and turned the accountant
On, mama
Let’s go for a spin
In the Alfa Romeo

Imagine a man who’s not a cad
Counting every dollar with a collar in his hand, yeah
That’s a man in high demand
And it sounds like an invitation

All my love
She gave it away
All my love
She gave it away
All my love
She gave it away
Away
Maybe it’ll come back someday

Over the ocean
Where you lie
There are no harbors for
A criminal mind
Banks are for robbing
Not for sobbing, honey
I won’t cry
Cry

All my love
All my love
She gave it away, gave it away
Gave it away, she gave it away
Gave it away, away
Maybe it’ll come back someday

See the fallen, right their wrong
They write their checks without expectations
There’s a word, sounds like fear
But that’s one mistake too many

(she loves you)