She took herself out in a bar, To drink a pint of Pinot Noir,
She laid her eyes upon the trash, cnd saw a shiny prize of caps
Why do people throw all those coins, It's worth more than the king's crown
This money will make her so rich, In her mind it went hit hit hit
She robbed it to buy her own ship, now she hides in the township
She think about her next new life, with cocktails, drugs and a hot wife
It'so easy to get money, she left to make another hit
When all the bars where swept out clean she could not find any meanings