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 doorman 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 them a dime

They'll blow through your dough

Just like they blew through mine

Oh whoa a-whoa-oh-oh

Oh whoa a-whoa-oh-oh

Where did the money go?

Where did the money go?

They opened a boutique they called Debris

Together with some kid from F.I.T.

The latter it turned out never quite got his degree

Eleven hundred bucks for a ripped up shirt

They came pre-stained with bleach and black dirt

Seemed just a little bit too steep to me-e-e, e-ee

Richie and Ruben

Don't know what they're doin'

Richie and Ruben

Are both a little out of their minds

Don't give them a dime

They'll blow through your dough

Just like they blew through mine

And ever since the seventh grade

They've been saying that we've got it made

And I still haven't gotten paid

Gotten paid at all

Oh whoa a-whoa-oh-oh

Oh whoa a-whoa-oh-oh

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