Last of the Good Straight Girls

She is waiting in the rain She is taking a commuter train She is wearing a beret Always wanted just to look that way She appreciates the thought As you help her with the bag she brought She extends a little smile As she looks at you across the aisle But gone the days of the corduroy jumpers And your very first string of pearls Say a prayer for the souls of the fallen And the last of the good straight girls She is riding on the bus And she winces when the people cuss She is reading from a book That she needed for a class she took She puts a marker in the spine As we're crossing over city line As she steps down on the street There's a man she never planned to meet Hey gone the days of the corduroy jumpers And your very first string of pearls Say a prayer for the souls of the fallen And the last of the good straight girls And you say oh, oh, oh, oh, where did the gentle women go And you say where oh where is the town I used to know And you say why, oh why is it slipping out of sight Is there something in the night Is there something out there happening in the night Yeah She bought a second-hand Ford Doesn't bother with the bus no more She rolls the windows up tight When she's waiting at the traffic light Through the bulletproof glass She buys a paper and a tank of gas Does she seem a little scared Well she's always gotta be prepared Hey gone the days of the corduroy jumpers And your very first string of pearls It's keys in hand and a gun in the pocket Of the last of the good straight girls Say goodbye to your Eisenhower-shiny world Say a prayer for the souls of the fallen And the last of the good straight girls

Type	Album
Year	1995

Susan Werner

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Last of the Good Straight Girls

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