I’m so hard for a rich girl
My heels are high, my eyes cast low
And I don’t know how to love
I get too tired after midday, lately

I take it out on my good friends
But the worst stays in
Oh, where would I begin?

My office glows all night long
It’s a nuclear show and the stars are gone
Elevator, elevator, take me home

I’m so hard for the rich girl
Her heels so high and my hopes so low
‘Cause I don’t know how to love

I’ll take her home after midnight
And if she likes, I’ll tell her lies
Of how we’ll be in love by the morning
I don’t think she’ll know that I’m saying goodbye

My office glows all night long
It’s a nuclear show and the stars are gone
Elevator, elevator, take me home

My office glows all night long
It’s a nuclear show and the stars are gone
Elevator, elevator, take me home

Don’t go, say you’ll stay
Spend the lazy Sunday
In my arms, I won’t take
Anything away
Don’t go, say you’ll stay
Spend a lazy Sunday
In my arms, don’t take
Anything away
Away

Well, I’m lost
I’m a frayed
Rope tying down a leaky boat
To the roof of a car
On a road in the dark
And it’s snowing

If I’m more
Then it means less
Last call for happiness
I’m your dress near the back of your knees
And your slip is showing

I’m a float
In a summer parade
Up the street in the town that
You were born in
With a girl
At the top wearing tulle
And a Miss Somewhere sash
Waving like the queen

Well beauty’s just another word
I’m never certain how to spell
Go tell the nurse to turn the TV back on
And throw away my misery
It never meant that much to me
It never sent a get-well card

And I broke
Like a bad joke
Somebody’s uncle told
At a wedding reception in 1972
Where a little boy under a table with cake in his hair
Stared at the grown-up feet as they danced and swayed

And his father laughed
And talked on the long ride home
And his mother laughed
And talked on the long ride home
And he thought about how everyone dies someday
And when tomorrow gets here, where will yesterday be?
And fell asleep in his brand new winter coat