Testo Sadly Sorta Like a Soap Opera - Steve Forbert
Testo della canzone Sadly Sorta Like a Soap Opera (Steve Forbert), tratta dall'album Jackrabbit Slim / Alive on Arrival 35th Anniversary Edition
The walls close in around you
And he won't be home tonight
He's out somewhere a-gamblin'
And perhaps he's in a fight
And yes, you know about the women
And you know there's three or four
Perhaps he's out there laughin' now
And dancin' 'round the floor
And yes, you try to make the best of it
Which isn't much, I know
You thought you'd had your fill of it
You see that wasn't so, oh no
Now your babe's a-sleeping soundly
And you hang your head and think
He damn near broke your nose last night
And all he does is drink
And as the wind blows at the windows
And the clouds go by the moon
The walls close in around you
And your sadness fills the room
And yes, you try to make the best of it
Which isn't much, I know
You thought you'd had your fill of it
But you see that wasn't so, oh no
You know you make your own decisions
And you live the life you choose
I watch it from the sidelines
And it sure gives me the blues
You know you're sure to find me waiting
Should you ever come around
I'm the one who loves you
While he drives you further down
And yes, you try to make the best of it
Which isn't much, I know
You thought you'd had your fill of it
But you see that wasn't so, oh no
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Writer(s): Steve Forbert
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