The World on a Shoestring

I am extrordinarily good
At sleeping the day away
I thought with my experience
I’d put it on my resumé
So here I am
Unemployed again
As broke as I can be
But all I need is this old guitar, an open case, and a crowded street
I’ve got the world
On a shoestring
I’ve got the world
On a shoestring
My head’s as full as a Ryder truck
Double-parked down the street
All the ideas I’ve packed away
Stack up so nice and neat
But I didn’t mark the boxes, so I don’t know where anything is
Paper bags of random facts, taped-up dates, and laundry lists
I’ve got the world
On a shoestring
I’ve got the world
On a shoestring
If you ain’t got money
That’s all right, honey
'Cause I ain’t got none too
We can be star-crossed and get ourselves lost
Down Fifth Avenue
Oh yeah
Oh
You look so good in your brand-new dress
But you look good all the time
I love the little pictures that you draw
And leave for me to find
And if I had a big apartment
I’d frame them on the wall
But what do I need with lots of space?
I’ve got rent control
And you to call
I’ve got the world
On a shoestring
I’ve got the world
On a shoestring
I’ve got the world
On a shoestring
Ba da da da
I’ve got the world
On a shoestring