Thursday Side Of The Street Lyrics

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