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