Lyrics:

Not rich and I play the drums
That's pretty much me
Do you want to throw in with me
I'm ready to play
You could lose a lot with me
A yound lady like you
You could lose your luck with a drummer like me

In the days when I had a job
I got pretty good pay
But I became a percussionist
Just the other day
You've been living with your mom
And that's living to me
You could lose your luck with a drummer like me
Oh listen, some drummers have shaky time
Oh listen, I don't mean to change your mind

I walked into a restaurant
A lady moved away
She must have lost her sanity
I was drumming on my tray
You've been living with your mom
And you've been living well
Would you check your life into a cheaper motel!

Got a friend with a drum machine
He's got rhythm and taste
He says I live in the seventies
And I can be replaced
Well I could be a professional
And that's a living to me
You could learn a lot with a drummer like me
You could lose your luck with a drummer like me
Oh listen, some drummers have shaky time
Oh listen, I don't mean to change your mind
Oh listen, but don't listen to me
You could lose your luck with a drummer like me