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letra de buddy, can you spare a condo - dick feller

[verse 1]
a ragged panhandler on a post office step
said: excuse me there, friend, but i sure could use your help
i can see you’re in a hurry, and you don’t have much time
so buddy, i won’t bore you with that old “can you spare a dime?”
you see, i’m a man without means, but i’m a man of dreams
beneath this facade i’m all class
so i need to know before you go
the answer to the question that i’m about to ask

[chorus]
buddy, can you spare a condo on miami beach?
with an unlisted number where i cannot be reached
a diamond ring, a hot tub, and a mercedes benz
somе bedroom bunnies and a few old yachting friеnds
a case of sixty-five dom perignons
and a pinch of martinis just to make it feel like home
i’m tired and i’m cold, and i’m sickened for sure
but it’s nothin’ that a 10th floor ocean view wouldn’t cure
so if charity is in your heart, and the means within your reach
buddy, can you spare a condo on miami beach?

[verse 2]
i said: what kind of fool are you to ask me such a thing?
why can’t you be like other bums and just beg for loose change?
he said: well, there’s 5 billion people in this world that we live in
and i intend to ask the same thing of every one of them
and the way it goes, i’ll hear a lot of no’s, i guess
but hot dog, what if just one says “yes” when i say…
[chorus]
buddy, can you spare a condo on miami beach?
with an unlisted number where i cannot be reached
a diamond ring, a hot tub, and a mercedes benz
some bedroom bunnies and a few savvy old friends
a case of sixty-five dom perignons
and a pinch of martinis just to make it feel like home
i’m tired and i’m cold, and i’m sickened for sure
but it’s nothin’ that a 10th floor ocean view wouldn’t cure
so if charity is in your heart, and the means within your reach
buddy, can you spare a condo on miami beach?

[outro]
oh, i can just see me now, sittin’ there in my goodwill smokin’ jacket, puffin’ on a stoggy that i found on the beach, sippin’ a margarita out of a brown paper bag
and i’d ring that little tinkly bell for my butler:
“ding-a-ling-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling!”
oh eduardo, eduardo! you may serve the chocolate mousse now
buddy, can you spare a condo on miami beach?

- dick feller

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