Pawn Shop Blues by Eliza Neals Lyrics

Lord won’t you help me I’m so low on cash
Check my wallet cause they’re ain’t no stash
Like my dress and my Givenchy pantyhose
That Don’t mean a damn thing when your house gonna foreclose Look at these here Gucci shoes
I gotta sell something soon I got the Pawn Shop Blues
Car won’t start again the oil leaked
I got this bling'y diamond Rolex and my nerves is on fleak Bus is late and I’m losin' my cool
Need to find a sugar daddy some big damn fool
Don’t care what I got to do
All the way down to my Gucci shoes
I don’t care if its new or used
I got the pawn shop blues
I got the pawn shop blues

[Chorus]
I got the pawn shop blues
Pawn shop blues
I got the pawn shop blues
Pawn Shop blues
All the way down to my Gucci shoes Pawn Shop blues
I got the pawn shop blues
Pawn Shop blues
I need lean lean greens and money n things
So I can pay my rent hear some ching ching ching a ling Gotta do something fast you know I ran outta gas
Yes I did yes I did
Don’t care what I gotta do
All the way down to my Gucci shoes
I don't care if it's new or used
I got the pawn shop blues
[Chorus]
I got the pawn shop blues
Pawn shop blues
I got the pawn shop blues
Pawn Shop blues
All the way down to my Gucci shoes I gotta sell something soon yes I do I got the Pawn Shop blues Yeah
Oh I got the Pawn Shop Blues
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I don't Care what I gotta do I got the pawnshop blues Yeah No