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What's a Poor Man to Do? Video (MV)




Performed By: The Dark Whatever
Length: 4:14
Written by: Anthony Jaeger
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The Dark Whatever - What's a Poor Man to Do? Lyrics




I wasn't blessed with brawn or muscle
Yeah, I'm just skin and bone
No guitar and I'd have no hustle
And then you'd never know

What's a weak man to do
Maybe I'll carry a tune

'Cause I've been killing time making a living
Just burying the days
But I don't want to be a dying man thinking
Awe, what a f*cking waste

But what's a poor man to do
But pay attention to you
Awe, whats a poor man to do-ooh-ooh
But spend his time on you

Ooooooh oooh
Oooooooh oooh lalala
Ooooooh oooh
Oooooooh oooh lalala

A pair of hands that keep track of each other
Is that too much to ask (aw na-na-na)
I want to be a source of joy for my brothers
Not a neurotic task (aw na-na-na)

But what's a weak man to do
When he's got some mountains to move

Forever in favor of some fresh fashion
But I never know where to go
I don't know why it's my inclination to hit the pavement
When I hit that fork in the road

Awe, what's a poor man to do
But pay attention to you
Awe, whats a poor man to do-ooh-ooh
But spend his time on you

Oh, what's a poor man like me to do
But sing songs and remind you
Still can't believe it
Still can't conceive it's true

Calm comfort come n leave me speechless
Get me through the night
Could lose it all in a moments weakness
But I'll never throw the fight

Awe, what's a poor man to doo-lalala
But pay attention to you
Awe, whats a poor man to do-ooh-ooh
But spend his time on you

Oh, what's a poor man like me to do
But sing songs and remind you
Still can't believe it
Still can't conceive it's true
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I wasn't blessed with brawn or muscle
Yeah, I'm just skin and bone
No guitar and I'd have no hustle
And then you'd never know

What's a weak man to do
Maybe I'll carry a tune

'Cause I've been killing time making a living
Just burying the days
But I don't want to be a dying man thinking
Awe, what a f*cking waste

But what's a poor man to do
But pay attention to you
Awe, whats a poor man to do-ooh-ooh
But spend his time on you

Ooooooh oooh
Oooooooh oooh lalala
Ooooooh oooh
Oooooooh oooh lalala

A pair of hands that keep track of each other
Is that too much to ask (aw na-na-na)
I want to be a source of joy for my brothers
Not a neurotic task (aw na-na-na)

But what's a weak man to do
When he's got some mountains to move

Forever in favor of some fresh fashion
But I never know where to go
I don't know why it's my inclination to hit the pavement
When I hit that fork in the road

Awe, what's a poor man to do
But pay attention to you
Awe, whats a poor man to do-ooh-ooh
But spend his time on you

Oh, what's a poor man like me to do
But sing songs and remind you
Still can't believe it
Still can't conceive it's true

Calm comfort come n leave me speechless
Get me through the night
Could lose it all in a moments weakness
But I'll never throw the fight

Awe, what's a poor man to doo-lalala
But pay attention to you
Awe, whats a poor man to do-ooh-ooh
But spend his time on you

Oh, what's a poor man like me to do
But sing songs and remind you
Still can't believe it
Still can't conceive it's true
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Writer: Anthony Jaeger
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