You get what you can When things don’t work out right City life makes you grow up fast
To each their own
We somehow find a path But feet get dirty on the way
Disappointment always Rears its ugly head Expensive habits Expensive tastes Lead you to bed Sallie-Anne
Who do you trust To do what you must do No destination, but always on the loose Temptations sake, you never make a stand But I feel that I must rake up This painful past Sallie-Anne
They had their way We all know that was true But meeting in the park Was a silly thing to do Suspicion doesn’t age Nor memories of you I’ve never been closer than a newspaper But I feel for you Sallie-Anne