Tiyuri to win
Perfect Dozen to place
Money is the matter that's been on her mind
Time ticks by her one race at a time
She's trying' to be a good girl
And give 'em what they want
But Margery's dreaming of horses
Looking' at a green sky
Sun like a red eye
Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by
She's tired and lonely
Scared and depressed
Her visions of one day go racing the next
She's trying to be a good girl
And give 'em what they want
But Margery's dreaming of horses
Margery doesn't say anything all the way home
So afraid she'll awake to find she's all alone
Margery's wingspan's all feathers and coke cans, and
tv dinners and letters she won't send, and
Every race night is shot through with sunlight
Trying to hit the big one one last time tonight for...
Drunken fathers and stupid mothers and
Boys who can't tell one girl from another
So she takes her pills
Careful and round
One of these days she's gonna throw the whole bottle down
But she's trying to be a good girl
And give 'em what they want
But Margery's dreaming of...
Trying to be a good girl
And give 'em what they want
But Margery's dreaming of horses
Margery's dreaming of the middle of the day Tiyuri to win Perfect Dozen to place Money is the matter that's been on her mind Time ticks by her one race at a time She's trying' to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses Looking' at a green sky Sun like a red eye Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by She's tired and lonely Scared and depressed Her visions of one day go racing the next She's trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses Margery doesn't say anything all the way home So afraid she'll awake to find she's all alone Margery's wingspan's all feathers and coke cans, and tv dinners and letters she won't send, and Every race night is shot through with sunlight Trying to hit the big one one last time tonight for... Drunken fathers and stupid mothers and Boys who can't tell one girl from another So she takes her pills Careful and round One of these days she's gonna throw the whole bottle down But she's trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of... Trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses Explain Request ×
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