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All I got now is
Two cents to name,
And right now,
I don't feel ashamed…

All I got now is
Two cents to my name,
My life is hard,
‘Cause I don't got you to claim…

All I got now is
Two cents to my name,
And a man gotta man
What a man gotta man…

All I got now is
Two cents to my name,
I may work hard,
I'd work harder if I had you…

You may be used to the finery and stuff,
And you might get so much, that it aint enough;
Whatever you see you want, it's from your man,
But I know I can't afford you like he can.

I've been up all night thinking of what to say,
And I never had to come out this way;
I hope I do not hurt you at all
Because this is why I did not return your call.

All I got now is
Two cents to name,
And right now,
I don't feel ashamed…

All I got now is
Two cents to my name,
My life is hard,
‘Cause I don't got you to claim…

All I got now is
Two cents to my name,
And a man gotta man
What a man gotta man…

All I got now is
Two cents to my name,
I may work hard,
I'd work harder if I had you…

How could I take you out and provide,
That bothered me so bad that I almost cried;
All I can give is my time and attention,
I don't need money to understand and listen.

Making ends meet, ‘cause no one else's there,
If I lost the car, place, and job, would you care?
Me, personally, I would stick and around,
‘Cause good friends hold each other down.

I want to make you smile and laugh,
A joy that you won't get with things you have;
My goal is to beckon your call when you cry,
I refuse to rest until you are happy til I die.