You Get What You Play For

Hometown lady, leavin' for the city
Bags in hand, she's boardin' the train
Her last look through the window, i saw her eyes were as red as mine
I waved goodbye but i can't believe she's leaving.

But a woman can't be high-class
In a lonely farmer's town
And the son of a poor man
Ain't gonna turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely
Just pick up the telephone
And the son of a poor man will bring you home.

Maybe soon i'll see her on some television show
Painted lips and fingers singing for the world
A fashion plate for sure dancin' for your plastic world
Call me up if you can but if not well i'll understand

But a woman can't be high-class
In a lonely farmer's town
And the son of a poor man
Ain't gonna turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely
Just pick up the telephone
And the son of a poor man will bring you home.

I've played your game
And i've played it well.
I'll be another fool
To hang upon your wall.
I laid my heart out
Like an open book.
It's a simple thing and don't take much
To crack it open and bleed.

Lay me down.
Lay me down when you're through with me.
Lay me down.
Let me bleed when you're through with me.
Don't let me think you're wrong,
Just let me fall down.
I'll pick myself up again.
It's the kindest thing you can do for me,
So, woman, won't you lay me down.

I lied to myself.
Tried to believe in you.
But it's hard to rely on the ghost of someone you hardly even knew
You bring things out
Just to bring me down.
Then you twist them about and shove 'em in my face
Til my eyes can't see any good.
Yeah!

I got lumps in my throat
When i saw her comin down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
Well there she is again
Standin over by the record machine
Well she looks like a model
On the cover of a magazine
But she's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen

Meanwhile i was thinkin

Well if she's in the mood
No need to break it
I got the chance and i oughta take it
If she can dance we can make it
C'mon queenie let's shake it

I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie

Won't someone tell me
Who's the queen standin over by the record machine
Well she looks like a model
On the cover of a magazine
But she's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen

I said go, go, go, little queenie (3x)
(solo)

Meanwhile, i was still thinkin, hmmmm,
Well if it's a slow one
We'll omit it
If it's a rocker, then we'll get it
If it's a good one, she'll admit it
C'mon queenie, let's get with it

I said go, go, go, little queenie (3x)
(solo)
I said go, go, go, little queenie (3x)

Golden country your face is so red
With all of your money your poor can be fed
You strut around and you flirt with disaster
Never really carin' just what comes after
Well your blacks are dyin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are cryin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn
The time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness we must put an end
Before we leave we must make a stand

Mortgage people you crawl to your homes
Your security lies in your bed of white foam
You act concerned but then why turn away
When a lady was raped on your doorstep today
Well your blacks are cryin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are dyin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn
The time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness we must put an end
Before we leave we must make a stand, oh yeah......

(solo)

Golden country your face is so red
With all of your money your poor can be fed
You strut around and you flirt with disaster
Never really carin' just what comes after
Well your blacks are dyin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are cryin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn
The time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness we must put an end
Before we leave we must make a stand

(repeat)

Well i've seen women who cross their legs
Before they sit down to the table
And i've seen women who look to the sky
Screamin lord i believe in the bible
And i've seen hookers dancin through times square
With their heads held up so high
But i've never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
Woah, like you do

Well i've seen couples holdin hands
With that glazy look in their eyes
And i've seen lovers rollin round in bed
Screamin as if they're gonna die
And i've seen lovers holdin hands
And then laughin when their back is turned
But i've never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
Woah, like you do

(solo)

Well i've seen women who cross their legs
Before they sit down to the table
And i've seen women who look to the sky
Screamin lord i believe in the bible
And i've seen hookers dancin through times square
With their heads held up so high
But i've never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
No i've never seen a woman
Who can make me feel
Like you do

Please don't worry now about the mornin'
When it's time we'll sip our wine and sleep
Woah, but i've been known
To love more than one person
Woah, and i've been shown
That bein' kind can hurt someone sometimes

Listen to my words now look no further
What you've seen is what i mean no more
Woah, but i've been known
To love more than one person
Woah, and i've been shown
That bein' kind can hurt someone sometimes

Don't dream of answers cause you know i've none to give
They burn like cancers they just won't let you live

I've been known
To love more than one person
And i've been shown
That bein' kind can hurt someone sometimes

Don't dream of answers cause you know i've none to give
We move like dancers steppin on each other to live
And pouncin hard
Like animals in the yard
And there's no healin, lookin, feelin
There's no denyin that bein kind can hurt
Someone sometimes
Oh, there's no denyin, woah lord there's no denyin
That bein' kind can hurt someone sometimes
(solo)

We flew into town on sunday, had to find a place by monday
Tried bridgeport and westport, 'til we found a place that we thought would do
157 riverside avenue.

Saugatuck river's flowin', mother nature's colors were showin'
So cold, so rainy, we couldn't help feelin' blue
Not enough time, too many things to do.

We met a young girl on main street, wanted to just pass her by
She was homely, so lonely, she said, "can i make love to you."
We shouted 157 riverside avenue.

It's over, miss lena, we're leaving. such a pleasant stay, i must say.
So nice, so easy, we hate to say goodbye to you
At 157 riverside avenue.