P.S. A lot of people have been asking if they can have my autograph. The answer is, YES. BUY MY CD, and I'll write whatever you want on it.

LYRICS (as requested):

Seven quarters, five dimes, one twenty, twelve pennies, and one five,
and I'm as single as the ten ones I had in my tip jar tonight.
A bubblegum machine in the corner--hope you see it, or I'm broke.
The girl with the brown hair gave me five, and we barely even spoke.

Well I made $37.37,
and I'm wishing at 11:11
that I had your number tonight.

Three quarters, one dollar was all I made when I returned
to the place where I met "Brown haired girl," I guess I really should have learned.
I thought she might come back and have a listen, but I guess I was wrong.
I guess the girl with the brown hair is just another girl that's in a song.

Well I made $1.75,
and I wonder if she's even alive.
I wish I had her number tonight.

And now I'm sitting here alone with this song,
and I wonder if I did something wrong.
I wish I had her number tonight.
I could have had her number tonight. (less info)