Piet Veerman Hard Way Of Livin'
The lights come on, she takes the floor The crowd inside applaudes And it’s over
She doesn’t need to go with you, but she takes Her chance hopin’ you will be gentle For she longs to be the object of affection to a man And she let all the words that he whispers, softly take her breath away
Tired now, she lies awake With all those lonely years comin’down around her
Now what’s it for a ten minute show a five minute man To make her feel like nothin’ again
But she longs to be the object of affection to a man And she let all the words that he whispers, softly take her pain away. The roof creaks from above And she hears the sound of headboards makin’love And she wonders are they happy or are they just like her
So another night is lost again And the good old sun peeks in like a friend Someone she knows The bags are packed, it’s time to go A call to the man outside it’s another show
Still she longs to be the object of affection to a man And she let all the words that he whispers Softly take her life away
