Loving Pauper

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 fellas that I know can do

I'm only able to romance you
And make you tingle with delight
Financially I'm a pauper
But when it comes to loving I'm alright
Alright, I'm alright

Don't show me what your friends are wearing
'Cause I don't really want to see
Don't tell me what your friends are buying
'Cause money doesn't grow on trees

Tell me about the things that excite you
And make you tingle with delight
Tell me where to hold and touch you
'Cause when it comes to loving I'm alright
Alright, I'm alright
I'm alright, ooh yeah

You know there are things I can't buy you
Nor drive you in a prestige car
If you're hungry girl I can't feed you
With my money girl you won't get far

I've got so many patches on my clothes girl
A hole in the bottom of my shoe
But if you prefer love to luxury
Well you got to tell me 'cause I'm alright
Alright, I'm alright