Pauper - Gregory Isaacs

I’m not in a position to maintain you

The way that you’re accustomed to

Can’t take you out to fancy places

Like other fellows that I know can do

I’m only able to romance you

& make you tingle with delight

Financially, I’m a pauper

But when it comes to lovin' I’m alright

Alright alright

Don’t show me what you’re friends are wearing

I really don’t want to see

Don’t tell me what your friends are buying, girl

'Cause money doesn’t grow on trees

I got so many patches on my clothes, girl

A hole in the bottom of shoe

Financially, I’m a pauper

But when it comes to lovin I’m alright

Alright alright

You do really think I can buy you girl

Or drive you in a GT car

If you’re hungry, girl, I can’t feed you

For my money, girl, you won’t get far

Tell me about the things that excite you

That makes you tingle with delight

Tell me where to hold & touch you

So you got to tell me, I’m alright

Alright alright