Whenever it feels
I’ve nothing left,
I’ve always got a little.
And a pocket full of salt—
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Whenever it feels
I’ve nothing left,
I’ve always got a little.
And a pocket full of salt—
I
was
tired
angry
and
loony
for
love.
So
you
put
me
in
your
pocket.
While
Meatloaf
sang –
I
bet
you
do
that
to all
the
boys.