Society's Got Us
(Donna Fargo)
Society's got us by the you-know-what
We've been livin' way too high
We got champagne taste and a beer pocketbook
And it's all we can do to get by.
I keep sayin' I'll never bring it up again
But I just can't keep still
Who ever heard of people poor as us
Drive a Cadillac Coupe DeVille.
We wear fancy clothes that we can't anyway afford
Than anything else we do
There outta be a law against living this way
When we need little things like food.
And I'm gonna have to spend my birthday money
To pay the telephone bill
That's what I get for feeling the kind of hopes
I can't afford to fill.
Cause society's got us by the you-know-what
We're been livin' way too high
We got champagne taste and a beer pocketbook
And it's all we can do to get by.
And we can't afford this kind of rent
But I know you wouldn't move
And who am I kiddin' I wouldn't either
This is what you call in a groove.
Oh, it's our little way of feelin' big
When you can't be big for real
And we do deserve these material things
We just can't pay the bills.
We're afflicted with a love and high class dreams
And we can't afford to dream
But knowin' all that and doin' somethin' bout it
Are two different things.
Cause society's got us by the you-know-what
We're been livin' way too high
We got champagne taste and a beer pocketbook
And it's all we can do to get by.
Yes, society's got us by the you-know-what
We're been livin' way too high
We got champagne taste and a beer pocketbook
And it's all we can do to get by.
Yes, society's got us by the you-know-what
We're been livin' way too high
We got champagne taste and a beer pocketbook
And it's all we can do to get by...
