Story Behind The Song

Just a good ole 80's ex-girlfriend track.

Song Description

Quirky 80's new wave with pop/punk beat with a sprinkle of keyboard leads.

Lyrics

Smokestacks empty and gray.
Mock the cars on the freeway.
I look out the window
and see the clubs where you go.
Drink and dance and flirt, put on a show.
Your girlfriends are obnoxious like you.
Men at you beck and call it is true.
But the morning will come
and we'll go back to work.
Life marches on despite how you hurt.
Your girlfriends think there isn't a chance.
But the dice are rolling at last.
And the dealer is smiling
behind his green plastic brim.
Why do you do what everyone says?
Think for yourself and live.
Diners full of pancakes.
Parking lots and secret hideaways.
I look at you there sitting beside me.
And wonder if I can ever recapture that feeling.
Why do we try so hard instead of letting our cards fall on the table.
Perfume filling the air.
Wishing I didn't care.
Living each day with a spoiled little girl.
Then when it ends you curl into a ball.