I'm Up To My Neck In I.O.U

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For twenty-two days I?ve stood in the welfare line
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Without an education a job was hard to find
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And up in front of me were ten thousand plus nine
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And I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.?s and down to my last dime

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I tried to sell some pencils on the street
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But found my luck to sell was just weak
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I?m ashamed to have to pretend that I am blind
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But I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.?s and down to my last dime

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Well I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.?s, I owe everybody in town
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Everyday I say I?m getting on up put I keep going down

And I?ve signed every paper in town that I could sign
But I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.?s and down to my last dime

Well the internal revenue department is having fits
They claim I underpaid them by six pence
If I wound up in court I?ll serve out ninety-nine
Well I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.?s and down to my last dime
Yes I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.?s and down to my last dime





by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com