Buddy, Can You Spare A Condo

Lyrics

[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?