Richie and Ruben

They opened up a bar called "Living Hell"

Right from the start it didn't go too well

They didn't have the vibe or quite the right clientele

They bought a velvet rope and the door man laughed

They got robbed blind by half the wait staff

Six short weeks and they were forced to sell

Richie and Ruben

Don't know what they're doin'

Richie and Ruben

Are both a little out of their minds

Don't give 'em a dime

They'll blow through your dough

Just like they blew through mine

A-whoa a-a-o

Whoa-o a-a-o

Where did the money go?

Where did the money go?

They opened a boutique they called "Degree"

Together with some kid from F.I.T.

Though later it turned out he never quite

Got his degree

Eleven hundred bucks for a ripped up shirt

That came pre-stained with bleach and black dirt

Seemed just a little bit

Too steep to me - e - e - - e - e

Richie and Ruben

Don't know what they're doin'

Richie and Ruben

Are both a little out of their minds

Don't give 'em a dime

They'll blow through your dough

Just like they blew through mine

And ever since the seventh grade

They've been sayin that "we've got it made"

And I haven't gotten paid

Gotten paid at all

A-whoa a-a-o

Whoa-o a-a-o

Where did the money go?

Where did the money go?

Richie and Ruben

Don't know what they're doin'

Richie and Ruben

Are both a little

They're both a little

They're both a little

Out of their minds