| Thursday Side Of The Street |
| She walks to the store for some cat box sand She stops for a drink and meets a man He says I wish you were over now He buys her a drink, they stumble to his house She likes to drink with broken men They sit at the bar and wait for it to end She likes to drink with broken men They sit at the bar and wait for it to end Don't open the door on a friendless room This person who came, couldn't come too soon Then well, he says thanks for coming home If not for the bar, I'd spend my life alone She likes to drink with broken men Sit at the bar and wait for it to end She likes to drink with broken men Sit at the bar and wait for it to end She says, thanks for coming home If not for the bar i'd spend my life alone She likes to drink with broken men They sit at the bar and wait for it to end She likes to sleep with broken men She lies on her back and hates for it to end |