Sign on the window says lonely,
Sign on the door said no company allowed,
Sign on the street says y’ don’t own me,
Sign on the porch says three’s a crowd,
Sign on the porch says three’s a crowd.
Her and her boyfriend went to california,
Her and her boyfriend done changed their tune.
My best friend said, now didn’ I warn ya,
Brighton girls are like the moon,
Brighton girls are like the moon.
Looks like a-nothing but rain . . .
Sure gonna be wet tonight on main street . . .
Hope that it don’t sleet.
Build me a cabin in utah,
Marry me a wife, catch rainbow trout,
Have a bunch of kids who call me pa,
That must be what it’s all about,
That must be what it’s all about. |
