Whatever Trickles Down

Well, you're home all alone, with no place to go
You know she ran out, with Mr. So and So
You're playin' the hottest game in town
You'll have to settle for Whatever Trickles Down

Now you don't know where she went, you don't know where she's been
Chances are she's out with your best friend
Why you keep fannin' the hottest flame in town
You'll just have to wait for Whatever Trickles Down

Now you can sit up all night and wait by the phone
Chances are you'll see the milkman before she's home
She'll turn up the heat, the hottest flame around
The only love you're gonna get, is Whatever Trickles Down



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Writer(s): John Flora
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