Margery`s dreaming of the middle of the day
Tiyuri to win
Perfect Dozen to place
Money is the matter that`s been on her mind
Time ticks by her one race at a time
She`s tryin` to be a good girl
And give `em what they want
But Margery`s dreaming of horses
Lookin` at a green sky
Sun like a red eye
Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by
She`s tired and lonely
Scared and depressed
Her visions of one day go racing the next
She`s trying to be a good girl
And give `em what they want
But Margery`s dreaming of horses
Margie doesn`t say anything all the way home
So afraid she`ll awake to find she`s all alone
Margery`s wingspan`s all feathers and coke cans, and
TV dinners and letters she won`t send, and
Every race night is shot through with sunlight
Trying to hit the big one one last time tonight for...
Drunken fathers and stupid mothers and
Boys who can`t tell one girl from another
So she takes her pills
Careful and round
One of these days she`s gonna throw the whole bottle down
But she`s trying to be a good girl
And give `em what they want
But Margery`s dreaming of...
Trying to be a good girl
And give `em what they want
But Margery`s dreaming of horses