Once I had a friend that I could count on. So I thought. Well so it seemed. But times of need are not enough. To prove your friendship to me now. Once I saw a face that I believed in.
Every girl's a story, call it morning glory. She works at the Pink Pony, oh. Dancing on the table, and everybody's able. Holding up his dollars, pointing as he hollers.
Every girl's a story, call it morning glory. She works at the Pink Pony, oh. Dancing on the table, and everybody's able. Holding up his dollars, pointing as he hollers.