[Verse 1]
Get a real job, keep the wind at your back
And the sun on your face
All the immediate unknowns
Are better than knowin' this tired and lonely fate
[Chorus 1]
Does he love you?
Does he love you?
Will he hold your tiny face in his hands?
[Verse 2]
I guess it's spring; I didn't know
It's always seventy-five with no melting snow
A married man, he visits me
I receive his letters in the mail twice a week
[Chorus 2]
And I think he loves me
And when he leaves her
He's coming out to California
[Verse 3]
I guess it all worked out
There's a ring on your finger
And the baby's due out
You share a place by the park
And run a shop for antiques downtown
Get a real job, keep the wind at your back
And the sun on your face
All the immediate unknowns
Are better than knowin' this tired and lonely fate
[Chorus 1]
Does he love you?
Does he love you?
Will he hold your tiny face in his hands?
[Verse 2]
I guess it's spring; I didn't know
It's always seventy-five with no melting snow
A married man, he visits me
I receive his letters in the mail twice a week
[Chorus 2]
And I think he loves me
And when he leaves her
He's coming out to California
[Verse 3]
I guess it all worked out
There's a ring on your finger
And the baby's due out
You share a place by the park
And run a shop for antiques downtown
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!