Fernando Balertwine

I live under the bridge, ever since my woman put me outta the house five years ago with nuthin' but the shirt on my back. Which was kinda rough 'til I found me a pair of pants. But I'm happy. I don't smell too bad neither. I'm leadin' the life of luxury in my own mind. I got everything I need. A Sterno cooker, a Coleman cooler, and a Thermos. Oh, and a bottle of Thunderbird. I spend most of my time accepting donations from Good Samaritans. They go to heaven by giving. Which means somebody has to take. That job falls on my shoulders. It's a rough life, but I can handle it. Mostly I hang out at City Liquor. If I wash up in the canal real good they let me in. Outside's the payphone where President Obama calls me up regular for advice on the political situation. I'm a free man, free as the wind, wherever it may blow me. Yeah, freedom's just another word for nuthin' left to lose, except for my balance. Got any spare change?