Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
New York Dolls
Performer
David Johansen
Vocals
Steve Conte
Guitar
Sami Yaffa
Bass
Brian Delaney
Drums
Sylvain Mizrahi
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Johansen
Songwriter
Steve Conte
Songwriter
Lyrics
I ain't got no money
Drive a busted dinosaur of a car
If I didn't love my honey
I woulda never ever woulda got this far
I woulda stayed in bed
Pulled covers over my head
And slept until there's no more war
How did it come to this?
This is ridiculous
This is getting too funky
A man of my stature can't live like this
When I talk about some money
All I ever do is reminisce
This is too austere
I just wanna disappear
And come back when the joint starts to swing
How did it come to this?
This is ridiculous
Won't pay a nickel on morphine
Really, I don't need that much help
If I wanna jump out a window
I can do it perfect, all by myself
Or I could stay in bed
Pull the covers over my head
And sleep until they find a cure
How did it come to this?
This is ridiculous
Ridiculous
Can't make a dime with these mumba jumbas
Ridiculous
Writer(s): David Johansen, Sylvain Mizrahi, Sami Takamaki, Brian Delancy, Steve Conte
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