I got a dollar in my pocket, there ain't a cloud up aboveI got a picture in a locket, that says baby I love youWell if you didn't love them boys, then fellas don't go looking nowWell here she comes a walking, all that heaven won't allowSay hey there Mr. Bouncer, now all I wanna do is danceBut I swear I left my wallet, back home in my working pantsCome on Slim, slip me in man, I'll make it up to you somehowI can't be late, I got a date, with all that heaven won't allowRain and storm and dark skies, well now they don't mean a thingIf you got a girl that loves you, and wants to wear your ringSo come on Mr. Trouble, we'll make it through you somehowA girl that's half as long in love, now all that heaven won't allowRain and storm and dark skies, well now they don't mean a thingIf you got a girl that loves you, and wants to wear your ringSo come on Mr. Trouble, we'll make it through you somehowA girl that's half as long in love, now all that heaven won't allowNow some men wanna die young man, young and gloriouslyGet it straight now mister, hey buddy that ain't meCause I got something on my mind yeah, that sets me straight and walking proudAnd I want all the time, all that heaven won't allowAnd I want all the time, all that heaven won't allow