Lyrics:Pour Poor Me More Please

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Pour Poor Me More Please
By: They Might Be Giants
Year: 2021

It's all so draining, not that I'm royalty But so much complaining, where is his loyalty? I'm hardly a matron, yet I stand accused Decades his patron, just bring me my booze

Pour poor me more, more please I'm so, I'm so thirsty Pour poor me more, more please I'm so, I'm so thirsty

I could have been a doctor But I took my skills to libations A master serving master glasses She's finally in perspective The disrespect she has shown Shellacked and cracked in lacquered plaster

You can't put a price on magic (But he brings us booze) Now anyone can be your friend (But Lionel brings us booze)

Pour poor me more, more please We're so, we're so thirsty

(Pour poor me) He gave me his pants when I needed pants (More, more please) He built my son's science project (We're so, we're so) He let me call him Dad (Thirsty) I'll give you a shoulder to cry on

(Pour poor me more, more please) He taught me how to ride a bike (We're so, we're so) He bailed me out of prison (Thirsty) He invested in my startup company

(Pour poor me more, more please) He found my birth parents (We're so, we're so thirsty) And some free advice