Spend My Money Lyrics

I know that you went out last night, honey

Yeah, I know just what you spent

Buying rounds for all of your girlfriends

At every bar you hit

Honey, that ain't cool

Lord, you're draining my bank account

This rent ain't gonna pay itself

Better pray to God the landlord

Don't kick us out

Yeah, I know you like that new dress, honey

And the way that it matches your shoes

I know you like the way that I sing

And the way that I play the blues

But you're dragging me down

Good Lord, you're draining my bank account

This rent ain't gonna pay itself

Better pray to God the landlord

Don't kick us out

Hey, Mr. Landlord

Don't you kick me to the curb

I'll have your money to you

By the second, hell, maybe the third

Yeah, just give me some time

To go and make me some pocket change

My woman done spend my money

Have a little bit of mercy

Just give me a few more days

Hey, Mr. Landlord

I ain't sure if you heard the news

I kicked that woman out

And made a bunch of money playing the blues

Yeah, your check's in the mail

It ain't draining my bank account

I get to stack my money up

Guess I don't have to go and up and move out