| CHOKING been here since ten this morning there's no end in sight just my luck, i get stuck with all the drunks tonight comes to talking troubles i'll find my voice i'm working as a waitress cause i've got no choice my feet hurt so badly i can barely stand that busboy's so damn lazy he won't lend a hand another dollar tip another pack of kents i'd quit right now if i knew how else to pay my rent (chorus) sometimes i wonder what it's all for life's just a b-movie with no back door is this someone's idea of a clever joke since i was seventeen i've been choking my old man past away seven years it's been a heart attack at fifty-two his job did him in you bust your ass all your life but it never pays he left me here with nothing but three kids to raise i'm forty-six tommorow you think my children care it gets to where you count on them not being there they say to set your sights on the highest star that's just to keep you from seeing where you really are ©floyd jane. Words and music. All rights reserved. |