Jamie Lockman - Your Boyfriend's Broke Lyrics

Picks you up from work, doesn't own his own car
Aren't you getting tired of the handle bars
Well that's alright... his parents don't live that far

Going to the movies and you're overjoyed
But you've gotta spring for popcorn cause he's unemployed
That's the price you pay when you're playing with little boys

Your Boyfriend's Broke
Five and dime t-shirt, penny loafer shoes
Two bit haircut, bargain basement blues
GQ poster child, "Don't let this happen to you"

Saturday night out in Sunday's best
Monday morning's milk money put to the test
Calcium deficiancy, 2 of 3 dentists use Crest

Your Boyfriend's Broke
No cadillac, no coupe de ville
No shopping sprees in Beverly Hills
All your gonna get is cheap, cheap thrills

Going out for dinner and a movie he said
Candlelight, peanut butter, loaf of bread
Shadow puppets off the wall of his backyard tent

In the heat of the moment, he kneels to propose
Ring around the collar and a runny nose
Peanut butter stains smeared all over his cloths
Your boyfriend's so broke... he can't even pay attention