I can’t hear the angels sing
When I ride to town
But I know that Sally’s there
Working all around.
I know she’s not the one to stay
And not the one to keep
But Still I go to see her now
Knowing it’s not cheap.
But cost is a surprising thing
And hard to see from over here
But I’ll have fun tonight with her
And tomorrow pay quite dear.
I’ve known some Sallys…and I may have been one from time to time… Good stuff.
So many Sallys… so little soul.
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