Breakin' Down

Look at the man with the fancy dress He ain't got no time does his line, feels bad at best Look at his face got lines to spare Ain't had no sleep, worryin' late about his despair Sits at the bar crawls back to gin, goes home at four Wife locks the do

WWhen we first met It seemed so right me and you We had it all we had it made What we had was trueBut the years have passed And we didn't last the test of time See you now and then Thought you were my friend I was wrong this time Breakin' breakin' sh