the organ grinder

in the valley the girl waits

at the back of a caravan

wears a dress made of red woll

for a night on the town with her man

he is good to her

he takes care of her

he holds doors for her

settles scores for her

he does what he can

stole a car for the night

picked her up for the dance

said farewell to their families

but they'd never come home again

shine up your shoes and polish off your cufflinks

go dress up for the ball

in borrowed clothes and fake jewels

we can bend all the rules

we wont' go home until they drag us out

there's a man who runs this place

built like a chimney and hits like joe brown

he's got tabs on all of the girls

she needs more money to buy her way out

he ain't shit to her

ain't worth the tears to her

dares call himself a christian man

he only gives us the back of his hand

how long?

how long?

but tonight put on your best dress

go dress up for the ball

with borrowed clothes and fake jewels we can bend all the rules

we won't go home until they drag us out

shine up your shoes and polish off your cufflinks

go dress up for the ball

in borrowed clothes and fake jewels

we can bend all the rules

we wont' go home until they drag us out