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All my money spent, how am I going to pay rent.
Money, I did'nt mean to spend, and now it's at an end.
All my money's gone, a long night never comes the dawn.
How am I going to tell my honey about my money.
I'll need to get a loan, I could lose my home.
Don't mean to be rude, but getting my food.
The arcade was a thrill, but now I can't pay my bills.
The lights flash, they want my cash.
All my money's in the slot. Do I have any more, I do not.
I can't ignore. I don't have any more.

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