Compositor: Mac Rebennack
Catch ya on the fly
And you leave 'em high and dry
But I'm up on your game baby
And your two-bit alibi
But you just wont quit
And you don't even wanna try
Your living out of your suitcase
And the rat-race will run you dry
You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill
Telling your traveling salesman jokes
Like a politician kissing babies hustlin votes
Baby, your just a three dollar bill
Ya weep for the young girls
You love em and you leave 'em
Your favorite hobby is seduce em and leave em
But one day you'll get caught
Messing up in the wrong room and
You'll be doing a shotgun wedding as a twelve gauge
Groom
You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill
Baby You've just been a wasting my time
A three dollar bill ain't even worth one dime
Baby, You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill
Baby, You're kinda fit and your phony
You come around here so full of baloney
Baby, You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill
Baby you're nothing but a three dollar bill
I can't use it, I don't want it
I can't spend it I don't need it
Baby, you're just a three dollar bill