Lyrics
She sang in the bar for an hour
Singing her heart out
They made a remark on her dress
Or rather her without
She practiced her lines when she left
She's lost for words now
Nobody spoke up for Kim
So she's going home now
Black leather boots and a coat
Jeans all the way down
Maybe too risky for work
She's on the bar now
A gentleman asks for her age
He's easily double
Says it's her fault she's mature
He says she is trouble
She forces a chuckle
But she wants to cry
She comes to conclusion her smile
Is way to inviting
Makes some more effort to be
A little less exciting
She tries to be cold
Her problem isn't solved