(Gotta Get a) Meal Ticket

Elton John a Bernie Taupin

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I can hound you if I need to
Sip your brandy from a crystal shoe
In the corner, in the corner.
While others climb reaching dizzy heights,
The world's in front of me in black and white,
I'm on the bottom line, I'm on the bottom line.

I'd have a cardiac if I had such luck.
Lucky losers, lucky losers landing on skid row,
Landing on skid row.
While the Diamond Jims
And the Kings Road pimps
Breath heavy in their brand new clothes.
I'm on the bottom line, I'm on the bottom line.
And I gotta get a meal ticket
To survive you need a meal ticket,
To stay alive you need a meal ticket.
Feel no pain, no pain
No regret, no regret.
When the line's been signed
You're someone else.
Do yourself a favor and the meal ticket does the rest.

Shake a hand if you have to
Trust in us and we will love you
Anyway, anyway.
Don't leave us stranded in the jungle
With fifty percent that's hard to handle,
Ain't that so, ain't that so.

(Zdroj: http://www.berniejtaupin.com…)

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