Thursday Side Of The Street Lyrics - Knapsack

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