I shop
In a second hand store
For my
Second hand life
Nowhere to turn
Nowhere to go
Used up
And recycled
I got four score years
And nuthin to show
I got a mountain
Of empty promises
And no more home
I got love lost
Hope dust
A return to sender
And a future
On a discount
Everything must go
Fire sale
Goin outta business
Last chance rack
And I got
That pretty little lady
Strollin down the street
Doin some window shoppin
Discount store hoppin
I'm hopin she'll drop in
And spread some
That love around
Cuz she'll find
What she needs
Hidden in the back
Just waitin
On that discount rack