Irene

Don't say I’m too late, that love doesn't exist, tell me get your skates, the earth rotates, like it has a stitch, I’m not afraid, someone asks for change, who is paying benefits, it'd be a cheek to pay, mister go spin your plate, want to hear my business, stay in your door frame, working in this place, it's like a aunderette, spinning out my fate, a little smile migrates, to all the other misfits, who’ve nevet seen a wage, forgive my lack of grace, when you figure it, I'm always blasting out, something’s missing.