F Well I want to try and hold my head up high
In this busted-up pinto truck conversion between the C broken concrete and the cloudy sky
Well you Bb have to make an effort with me
Can you C make it look like you're Bb chauffeuring me
There's F enough gas to get us C home now if we F glide
F When we took this job I thought that you knew the deal
I told the boss we had a Mercedes Benz but all we C got in our yard is a steering wheel
Well I Bb can't borrow this tuxedo much longer
Well we C might have to cut and Bb sell your long hair
I F don't mind you wearing a C wig, but I F won't steal
Yeah well Bb Honey, we can't afford to look this cheap
We need to make it look like we're high class, so we'll C haul ourself on, we can't be beat
I can't Bb help but wonder, this time next year,
will we be drinking F Dom Pérignon or C reheated beer, well
F Honey, we can't C afford to look this F cheap
F We have to keep up appearances as long as we can
There's too much to lose, our social status, well, our C ice machine, and our ceiling fan
And if they Bb find out that we ain't real songwriters
C That we go Dutch on c Bb igarette lighters
F We're gonna lose the para C dise that's in our F hands
Well, Bb honey, we can't afford to look this cheap
Got an image to live up to here
In the C best motel on Imposter Street
While the Bb Joneses are waltzing off to dinner
F We're gluing old lottery tickets together
Trying to C make us a winner
Well, F honey, we can't C afford to look this F cheap
The White Stripes
