Song Description

She's a waitress; listens to sad songs on the jukebox; he works the alternative shift & is falling for her.

Lyrics

VERSE: When I come to work at three o'clock she's putting on her coat
From a coffee cup she takes the tips she made
At the jukebox by the window she stops and she puts in
One more quarter
For one more spin
Of her one song hit parade

VERSE: She always plays a sad song to bring back some old flame
Or a cheatin' song when her new love tells her lies
She plays it and she plays it til we all know every word
She works hard but we
Can sometimes see
The tears come to her eyes

CHORUS: It ain't a hit til Shirley cries
It ain't nothing otherwise
It may go to number one
Make a lot of money for some son of a gun
But in here a different rule applies
It ain't a hit til Shirley cries

VERSE: You'd think I heard that song enough but after she goes home
In the evening when the supper crowd comes through
Sometimes somebody punches up Shirley's favorite song
And through the kitchen door
I love to hear once more
That sound so sweet and blue

BRIDGE: Can this be love that's growing in my heart
Is there room for a happy song on Shirley's charts

CHORUS: It ain't a hit til Shirley cries
But every tear that leaves her eyes
Makes me want to be the one
I would be one happy son of a gun
If I could change that lady's style
It ain't a hit til Shirley smiles
I'll know I'm a hit when Shirley smiles


Karl Williams (ASCAP) / Robert C.Welsh (ASCAP)

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