I see you on the street

Funny how you look all the same

Is it any wonder

No one remembers your name

There goes your boyfriend (isn't he sweet?)

Tied suede desert boots

Short sleeves, short slacks

Every Friday night at the pub

So what do you look like and what is your age

The same as everybody's

And how did you feel when the words ran down the page

With your supervisor watching

This is your beat

You can measure your life upon it

You wake up the same time evеry damn morning

Why not be late for some fun

Slash your wrists, you'll find that it's latе

Hey, hey, hey

Every night the same food on your plate

Your momma's little baba

Security set

They don't take no risks

Security set

Already men

Security set

Eat like the pigeons

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You've got nothing on me

You smile and turn around

You go out to the disco

Every Saturday night wearing the same things

It's usually the same one

You've got decision-making fright

Someone with brain walks up and you turn yourself away

And giggle with your girlfriends

A beer swollen pig walks up, your legs begin to sway

He's at your level, yeah

Security set

They don't take no risks

Security set

Already men

Security set

Eat like the pigeons

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You've got nothing, nothing, nothing

Forty years old, you have been all alone

You're a class IV servant

You worked up the same as your mother did

But that's how you want it

So what do you look like and what is your age

The same as everybody's

And how did you feel when the words ran down the page

With your supervisor watching

Security set

They don't take no risks

Security set

Already men

Security set

Eat like the pigeons

Security set

You've got nothing

Security set

They don't take no risks

Security set

Already men

Security set

Eat like the pigeons

Security set