Rose

Rose

(Sha la la la la, sha la la la)
(Sha la la la la, sha la la la)

Rose was a waitress for twenty years or more
Bringing in the change, she was heaven sent
She taught me how to balance trays when I didn't know what to do
And I learned to turn tables to make my rent
She said, "Keep your eye on the work clock, keep a dollar in the jukebox
And there's a bottle of whiskey behind the coffee machine
Don't talk to the boss, he's just trouble you don't wanna cross
He's the walking definition of what it is to be mean"

Well I'm going out tonight on the streets of the city
Going to spend my money tonight
I'm going out on the streets of the city
Rose, you're pushing fifty, but you sure look all right, yeah

(Sha la la la la) yes you do, (sha la la la) you're alright
(Sha la la la la) yes you do, (sha la la la) oh oh

Now there's this guy who speaks no English and he does the dishes by hand
You know his pace it never slacks
I said, "Rose, he must be one of God's good children"
She just laughs and says, "Yeah, God's got him doing the dishes all night in the back"
But he keeps smiling and those plates keep piling up so high
Seems he can't make a dent
Me I'm just bitching by the service station
So tired of waiting on all these jokers for a lousy ten percent

Well I'm going out on the streets of the city
Going to spend my money tonight, yeah
I'm going out on the streets of the city
Rose, you're pushing fifty, but you sure look all right, yeah

(Sha la la la la) sure you look alright, (sha la la la) ooh yes you do
(Sha la la la la) you sure look alright, (sha la la la) yeah you do, you do, you do, you do, you do, yeah
Alright
Oh oh

Now listen, I travelled once with this rock and roll band
And my baby was a hero at every small town bar
And I watched that summer of '88
Pass through the rear-view mirror of his rented car
Oh but don't you learn, you're learn it fast that the good times they ain't meant to last
And that sweet love ain't it the first to disappear
Rose, sometimes you know I get so frightened
Don't wanna end up spending my life working on the graveyard shift here

Well I'm going out on the streets of the city
Going to spend my money tonight
I'm going out on the streets of the city
Rose, you're pushing fifty, but you sure look all right, yeah

(Sha la la la la) you sure look alright, (sha la la la) yes you do
(Sha la la la la) you sure look alright, (sha la la la) yeah you do, you do, you do
(Sha la la la la) you sure look alright, (sha la la la) oh yes you do
(Sha la la la la) you sure look alright, (sha la la la) yeah you do, you do, you do, you do, you do, yeah

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