© 2004 Phildwith Music (ASCAP)
A Half a pair of Queens in designer jeans
Is waiting for the Jack to come.
Only some people care what it means, or so it seems.
They'd rather be feeling numb.
Hoping that the Jack will come back, red or black,
And hoping that I don't get sacked.
Don't think I can take any more, slam the door.
And I don't want to know what's in store.
I gotta make a change, gotta rearrange my dreams.
Been comm'n 'round the mountain, and hold'n back the screams.
I'm comm'n to conclusions and I'm goi'n to extremes,
And all that I got is a half a pair of Queens.
I'm stand'n in the rain, I know it's insane
But, it doesn't cause me any pain.
I try to find my key, you see, and it's not me,
To be tap-danc'n home on the range.
I bought it for a while, took it with a smile,
And I'm lucky to be alive.
It's rattling and stunning, baffling and cunning,
I believe I'm running out of time
I gotta make a change, gotta rearrange my dreams.
Been comm'n 'round the mountain, and hold'n back the screams.
I'm comm'n to conclusions and I'm goi'n to extremes,
And all that I got is a half a pair of Queens.
Always wanted to belong, right or wrong, sing a song,
And wanted everyone to sing along.
Too many hits from the bong, early on,
And not enough hits in the show
It's hard to stay above board, ooh, my Lord,
But, my train's leaving, all aboard.
Keep it on high speed, that's just what I need.
And keep the accelerator floored.
I gotta make a change, gotta rearrange my dreams.
Been comm'n 'round the mountain, and hold'n back the screams.
I'm comm'n to conclusions and I'm goi'n to extremes,
And all that I got is a half a pair of Queens.
When I was just a boy I was told to avoid
All the near occasions of sin.
And maybe one day I'll meet Long Tall Sally
And maybe I'll invite'm in.
How am I supposed to know, with all these TV shows,
Tryin' to bring back reality? OOOh
And now I know what Mama means 'bout eatin' all my greens,
But, now what am I supposed to do?
I gotta make a change, gotta rearrange my dreams.
Been comm'n 'round the mountain, and hold'n back the screams.
I'm comm'n to conclusions and I'm goi'n to extremes,
And all that I got is a half a pair of Queens.
Listen to Half A Pair Of Queens
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