There's a Pawn shop on a corner in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania
And I walk up and down 'neath the clock,
Of that Pawn-shop on the corner in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania,
'Cos I aint got a thing left to hock!

She was peaches, she was honey and she cost me all my money.
'Cos a night on the town was her dream,
Took her dancing, took her dining 'til her blue eyes were shining
With the sights that she never had seen.

If you should run into a golden haired angel
And ask her tonight for a date,
She'll tell you somewhere there's a rich millionaire
Who'll be calling again about eight,

Therrs a Pawn-shop on a corner in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania
And I've just got to get five or ten,
From that Pawn-shop on the corner in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania,
Got to be with my angel again!

Think that's all of it, God I am OLD!

FC