You're thinking 'bout your money

You're careering off the track

You're too busy doing nothing

You don't see that it won't last

When you're strung across the age gap

All your friends been down the drain

And your prone to that old cliche

If I could only have my time again

Hand after handout

Where's your self-respect?

Your wardrobe's all second handed

Where's your magic now?

Think you're the Artful Dodger

You can only dodge for so long

And when Fagin pulls your plug out

You wonder what went wrong

Hand after handout

Where's your self-respect?

Your wardrobe's all second handed

Where's your magic now?

There's no way back, there's no way back, no way back

Just a little bit, Just a little bit

When you're strung across the age gap

All your friends been down the drain

And you're prone to that old cliche

If I could only have my time again

Hand after handout

Where's your self-respect?

Your wardrobe's all second handed

Where's your magic now?

Nowhere fast, nowhere fast

Just a little bit, just a little bit

Woo!