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Well brother whatcha got to lose

Whatcha got to lose if you leave your home
And you never think of ever goin’ back
Your father’s makin’ money for the good of the country

And your mother’s out bettin’ at the track

Camptown ladies sing them songs doo dah doo dah
Now you want to let your hair grow long
And get a little pad uptown
Throw away your checkbook and all your credit cards
And use your wits to get around
So you think it’s gonna make you happy
See your story in the evening news
Makin’ a game out of pointin’ the blame

Brother whatcha got to lose

Hey lonely Rockefeller Square
The underground world don’t fit a millionaire
Hey Rocky whatcha gonna do
First time you’ve ever had the pressure on you
But Rock when the rockin’ and the bummin’ is through

There’ll still be piece of Daddy’s kingdom for you

Rocky you sure hurt your mama
And your daddy’s got an ulcer for you
With the stock market shot and the war’s still hot

It was sure was a cruel thing to do

(So don’t cry boy)
Hey lonely Rockefeller Square
The underground world don’t fit a millionaire
Hey Rocky whatcha gonna do
First time you’ve ever had the pressure on you
But Rock when the rockin’ and the bummin’ is through

There’ll still be piece of Daddy’s kingdom for you

Money today money to pay
Don’t you go gay

Rocky better pray