I hated high school, I prayed it would end The jocks and their girls, it was their world, I didn't fit in Mama said, "Baby, it's the best school that money can buy Hold your head up, be strong, c'mon Mary, try"
I stole mama's car on a Sunday and left home for good Moved in with my friends in the city, in a bad neighborhood Charles was a dancer, he loved the ballet And Kimmy sold pot and read Kerouac and Hemingway
Drag queens in limousines Nuns in blue jeans Dreamers with big dreams All took me in
Charley and I flipped burgers to cover the rent And Bourbons at happy hour for .35 cents One day before work we got drunk and danced in the rain They fired us both, they said "Don't y'all come back here again"
Drag queens in limousines Nuns in blue jeans Dreamers with big dreams All took me in
My dad went to college, and he worked for the state He never quit nothing and he wanted me to graduate My brother and sister both play in the marching band They tell me they miss me, but I know they don't understand
Sometimes you got do What you gotta do And hope that the people you love Will catch up with you
Yeah, drag queens in limousines Nuns in blue jeans Dreamers with big dreams Poets and AWOL marines Actors and bar flys Writers with dark eyes Drunks that philosophizeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
