"if she wants to dance and drink all night well theres no one that can stop her.
shes going til the house lights come up or her stomach spills onto the floor.
this night is gonna end when were damn well ready for it to be over.
worked all week long now the music is playing on our time.
yeah we do what we do to get by, and then we need a release.
you get mixed up with the wrong guys.
you get messed up on the wrong drugs.
sometimes the party takes you places that you didnt really plan on going.
when people see the track marks on her arms she knows what theyre thinking.
she keeps on working for that minimum,
as if a high school education gave you any other options, you know.
they dont know nothing about redemption.
they dont know nothing about recovery.
some people just aren't the type for marriage and family.
no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.
no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.
shes out of step with the style.
she dont know where the actions happening.
you know the downtown club scene ain't nothing like it used to be.
you reach a point where theres not a lie in the world
that you could use to make the boys believe you're still in your twenties.
but they keep getting younger,
don't they baby.
shes not waiting for someone to come over and ask for the privilege.
she can still hear that rebel yell just as loud as it was in 1983.
there ain't no Johnny coming home to share a bed with her and she doesnt care.
no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.
no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.
and if she had to live it all over again you know she wouldnt change anything for the world."
shes going til the house lights come up or her stomach spills onto the floor.
this night is gonna end when were damn well ready for it to be over.
worked all week long now the music is playing on our time.
yeah we do what we do to get by, and then we need a release.
you get mixed up with the wrong guys.
you get messed up on the wrong drugs.
sometimes the party takes you places that you didnt really plan on going.
when people see the track marks on her arms she knows what theyre thinking.
she keeps on working for that minimum,
as if a high school education gave you any other options, you know.
they dont know nothing about redemption.
they dont know nothing about recovery.
some people just aren't the type for marriage and family.
no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.
no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.
shes out of step with the style.
she dont know where the actions happening.
you know the downtown club scene ain't nothing like it used to be.
you reach a point where theres not a lie in the world
that you could use to make the boys believe you're still in your twenties.
but they keep getting younger,
don't they baby.
shes not waiting for someone to come over and ask for the privilege.
she can still hear that rebel yell just as loud as it was in 1983.
there ain't no Johnny coming home to share a bed with her and she doesnt care.
no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.
no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.
and if she had to live it all over again you know she wouldnt change anything for the world."
bravo3:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGVnH39UzI8
issue_:
i've always loved that song.