Lyrics

I took the last fandango from a worn-out wooden shoe
I put it in the hopper and I saved the best for you
No money down, aint nothing I can do

Reached deep into my pocket, only came up empty hand
I sure could use that nickle, please pay me when you can
No money down, these broke bottom blues

I saved up fifty bottles and I took 'em to the store
No deposits, no returns, they ain't taking 'em any more
No money down, these broke bottom blues

Misery loves company, no matter what they say
Accept my invitation, you've got a place to stay
We're living here in luxury, it's time to settle down
Welcome to the underpass, it's where we're living now

Please pardon my condition, I know I look a mess
I've been wearing these same clothes since the house was reposessed
No money down, aint nothing I can do

I got a right to be depressed, aint always been this way
I'm in distress, the IRS just levied my damn pay
No money down, these broke bottom blues
No money down, these broke bottom blues
No money down, these broke bottom blues