Change in your pocket; that was me
Having to save your change
Anyone there could plainly see
Nothing was really strange.
Getting ahead, saving your pence
Earn your way and pocket your cents
Getting ahead
Getting ahead
Saving your money, just made sense
One day I became a dollar
I was the mighty buck
Somehow I seemed to get smaller
Something had gone amuck
I lost my place, things can’t get worse
Devalued, I know it’s a curse
I lost my place
I lost my place
My prominent place in your purse
Credit cards have taken my place
I have been cast aside
Plastic money saves time and space
It seems that I have died
I now cause grief, they changed my life
A dollar can only buy strife
I now cause grief
I now cause grief
Just try to give me to your wife




I needed it.
and love





I like this! I like the theme of change talking. I like the rhyme, too. 

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