Pistol AnniesLemon Drop

My muffler's tied on with a guitar string I owe seven thousand dollars to a bank machine Before this car is ever really mine And some fine day I'll drive her downtown Get a burger, fries and a royal crown Thankin' God that I'll never Have to pay another dime My life is like a lemon drop I'm suckin' on the bitter to get to the sweet part I know there are better days ahead I got dirty shirts and worn out jeans I owe two dozen quarters to a washin' machine Before these clothes will ever really shine But I got me a man, that just don't care If his little darlin's got underwear I know someday I'm gonna be his wife My life is like a lemon drop I'm suckin' on the bitter to get to the sweet part I know there are better days ahead I got thrift store curtains in the windows of my home I'm payin' for a house that the landlord owns Bought a TV on a credit card It'll take me ten years to pay if off But some fine day I'll be drinkin' a beer In a big backyard I own free and clear All I know, there's better days ahead So I play my hopes and play my dreams Just like two coins in a slot machine Sing "Glory, Hallelujah" if everything works out fine My life is like a lemon drop I'm suckin' on the bitter to get to the sweet part I know there are better days ahead Lord I know there are better days ahead Thank God
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