I've figured it out,
I'm more on top...
Than just a dollar.
And I don't bother,
To worry about how many I've got.
I've figured it out,
I'm more on top...
Than just a dollar.
And I don't bother,
To worry about how many I've got.
My worth is not how much I've got up in my pockets.
Copped up in stocks.
Or...
Those markets to be watched.
Nor do I pinch a penny,
Everyday to pitch a fit.
Because I know that pinching pennies,
Makes not a bit of sense.
I've figured it out,
I'm more on top...
Than just a dollar.
And I don't bother,
To worry about how many I've got.
My worth is not knocked up,
Or rocked by losing dollars.
Or scream and holler...
About what I have not.
My worth is not how much I've got up in my pockets.
Copped up in stocks.
Or,
Those markets to be watched.
I guess I'm just a reformed penny pincher.
Believing my self worth a richer picture.
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