| I’m always a flop at a top-notch affair
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| But I’ve still got my health, so what do I care?
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| My best ring, alas, is a glass solitaire
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| But I still got my health, so what do I care?
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| By fashion and foppery, I’m never discussed
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| Attending the opry, my box would be a bust
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| I never shall have that Park Avenue aire
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| But I’m in such health, why should I care?
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| The hip that I shake doesn’t make people stare
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| But I got such health, what do I care?
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| The sight of my props never stops a thoroughfare
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| But I still got my health, so what do I care?
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| Your face is your fortune, so some wise men spoke
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| My face is my fortune, that’s why I’m totally broke
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| My ship ain’t come in, but I grin while I bear
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| 'cause I got my vitamins:
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| I still have my
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| Got no diamonds, got no wealth
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| I got no men, but I got my health |