Now You Once Told Me I Was Good For Nothing

You Couldn't Live On My Dreams And Crystal Balls

But His Money Couldn't Buy You My Loving

So I Guess I'm Good For Something After All



Slide Off Of Your Satin Sheets

Slip Down From Your Lonely Street

You Know Where To Find My Door

I Know What You're Cry, Cry - Ing For



You Once Told Me I Was Good For Nothing

You Had To Live In Style In Marble Halls

But Still With All Of That Youâre Not Happy

So I Guess Iâm Good For Something After All



Slide Off Of Your Satin Sheets

Slip Down To My Lonely Street

You Know Where To Find My Door

And I Know What You're Cry Crying For