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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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