25 Short
A brought her pearls but she called them beads
I gave her roses and she wanted weeds
I poured her water and she asked for ice
I gave her love and she gave bad advice
That cool soft rain never falls on this shift
We work out our troubles in the dust
I stick out my thumb
You stick out your tongue
It gives us both the same kinda lift
I wrote a letter, it was 25 short
She counted me out and I had no retort
I held her gentle and she called me rough
I gave my word and it was not enough
That cool soft rain never falls on this shift
We work out our troubles in the dust
I stick out my thumb
You stick out your tongue
It gives us both the same kinda lift
I knew the difference, it's all the same
I played is straight and she, she played the game
I knew the reason and she knew the rhyme
I sang the song and she played for time
She played for time
That cool soft rain never falls on this shift
We work out our troubles in the dust
I stick out my thumb
You stick out your tongue
It gives us both the same kinda lift
That cool soft rain never falls on this shift
We work out our troubles in the dust
I stick out my thumb
You stick out your tongue
It gives us both the same kinda lift
Yes, it gives us both the same kinda lift
I wrote a letter, it was 25 short
I gave her roses and she wanted weeds
I poured her water and she asked for ice
I gave her love and she gave bad advice
That cool soft rain never falls on this shift
We work out our troubles in the dust
I stick out my thumb
You stick out your tongue
It gives us both the same kinda lift
I wrote a letter, it was 25 short
She counted me out and I had no retort
I held her gentle and she called me rough
I gave my word and it was not enough
That cool soft rain never falls on this shift
We work out our troubles in the dust
I stick out my thumb
You stick out your tongue
It gives us both the same kinda lift
I knew the difference, it's all the same
I played is straight and she, she played the game
I knew the reason and she knew the rhyme
I sang the song and she played for time
She played for time
That cool soft rain never falls on this shift
We work out our troubles in the dust
I stick out my thumb
You stick out your tongue
It gives us both the same kinda lift
That cool soft rain never falls on this shift
We work out our troubles in the dust
I stick out my thumb
You stick out your tongue
It gives us both the same kinda lift
Yes, it gives us both the same kinda lift
I wrote a letter, it was 25 short
Credits
Writer(s): Jeff Mueller
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