Penny for your thoughts, I'm sorry, that I can't offer more A cup of coffee, in this town, is about all I can afford And so I stay inside and gather up what little pride can be found Yes, I'm well aware that when you die, money ain't shit But I had thought that, While that's true I'll come out to find some more of it So that when she comes, I might have some extra funds to take her out And I'll pretend to shine like the headlights in the night Calling down the hilltops of Holmby Treat you like a queen, live a mile outside my means Not worrying 'bout what may befall me, ooo ooo ooo ooo A penny for your thoughts, I'm sure that you expected more After all, you saw my moving pictures, all the years before But that was just a dream, A friendly ghost that doesn't seem to know its place And yes, I'm well aware, that when you die, it's who you love who Carries on past all this petty nonsense, that I'm speaking of But I'm still in a repair and it's a Big whole world out there for me to take I'll pretend to shine like the headlights in the night Calling down the hilltops of Holmby Treat you like a queen, live a mile outside my means Not worrying 'bout what may befall me ooo ooo ooo ooo