Once I lived the life of a dot com millionare
Making shed loads of money using my slickers column * to ramp all those dodgy shares
I was livin high on the hog.. really puttin' on the style
Out clubbin every night
things were getting out of hand They were really wild

Then my bubble burst and I had to take the rap
Not old Piers Morgan* though .. the Mirror board never gave him the sack
which just goes to show that all that counts is who you know
That's the way its always been and that's the way it's always gonna go.

Chorus
Oh no nobody wants you
When you're down and out
No more nights at Stringfellows* lapdancers and lines of coke with the guys
Swapping hot tips with brokers, cooking up all those nice big fat juicy lies
but when I get back on my feet again
I'm gonna be the one with the fancy influential friends
You know the kind the.. kind who will always get your ass out of jail
No matter what you do ... steal penguins from the zoo*... you'll be there at the Ivy *.. dinin out on the tale
Sax solo


Repeat last verse

Repeat chorus

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