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Girls In The Backroom
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Ike Reilly
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I hear your father, he's a rich man And that his father was a rich one, too And that your real mother waited tables With cruel eyes and beautiful hands And no one would ever doubt it 'Cause no one looks richer than you As you're dropping your brother at the front door That led into the back room I hear the girls in the back room Will just about finish you off Yeah, they'll tempt you and distract you Say things like, "Baby, turn your head and cough" And the promise of a happy ending Is right in the palm of their hands They all seem to get off sending a message like "Good luck leaving town You couldn't get out if you wanted to, anyhow" I hear your brother, he's a loaded pistol Some kind of former Ranger He's got a disability check From his V.A. stuck in the chamber Still the roadside bombs are bursting And forever he'll be thirsty Said the Gulf was f**kin' murky But he had to drink it anyway I saw him blowin' the old Marine band With a charbroiled Purple Heart rattlin' in his bedpan (Spoken) Ya know he kills a lotta time in the parking lots Of the shops that are kinda over near the college bars Looking at all the mothers dressed like daughters Doing the laundry of their daughters who are all dressed like stars But no one really ever looks him in the eyes When they pass him by, they all got their heads bowed down I guess that they'd heard for awhile he was stealing ladies' laundry And wearin' that sh*t all over town I hear the girls in the back room Were questioned for shaking him down They were still angry about the vacuum That he'd smashed when he came back to town And the promises of happy endings For tonight I'm sure are through As the girls were down on their hands and their knees in the glass Picking up springs and screws Oh, picking up springs and screws Oh, but girl, I love you madly Sure, there's that money from your daddy But I don't give a f**k for your family But for you I would do life But me and your brother, we been cool Since before he left for jump school But now that people know I'm with you They treat me like some crazy f**ker, too "Good luck leaving town," they say "You couldn't get out if you wanted to, anyhow" I hear the girls in the back room Yeah, they're talking about me in code They're all treating me with kid gloves Like a time bomb getting ready to explode And people always ask me questions About your brother and what he's seen Where he's been and where I think he's going to I just say, "I last saw him fleeing the scene Behind the wheel of a skin graft limousine" I hear the girls in the back room Will just about finish you off I hear the girls in the back room They're talking about me in code I hear the girls in the back room Will just about finish you off I hear the girls in the back room
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