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Girls In The Backroom - Ike Reilly
I hear your father hes a rich man
And that his father was a rich one too
And that your real mother waited tables
With cruel eyes and beautiful hands
And no one would ever doubt it
'Cause no one looks richer than you
As your droppin' your brother at the front door
That led into the backroom
I hear the girls in the backroom
Will just about finish you off
Yeah they'll tempt you and distract you
Say things like Baby turn your head and cough
And the promise of a happy ending
Is right in the palm of their hands
They all seem to get off sending
A message like Good luck leaving town
You couldn't get out if you wanted to anyhow
I hear your brother he's a loaded pistol
Some kind of former ranger he's got a disability check
From his VA stuck in the chamber
Still the roadside bombs are bursting
And forever he'll be thirsty
Said the Gulf was f**kin' murky
But he had to drink it anyway
I saw him blowin' the old marine band
With a sharp royal Purple Heart
Purple Heart rattling in his bedpan
You know he kills a lot of time
In the parking lots of the shops
That are kinda over near the college bars
Lookin' at all the mothers dressed like daughters
Doin' the laundry of their daughters
Who are all dressed like stars
But no one really ever looks him in the eyes
When they pass him by they all
Got their heads bowed down
I guess that they heard for a while
He was stealin' ladies lingerie
Wearin' that sh*t all over town
I hear the girls in the backroom
The questions were shakin' him down
They were still angry about the vacuum
That he had smashed when he
Came back to town
And the promises of happy endings
For tonight I'm sure are through
As the girls were
Down on their hands and their knees in the glass
Pickin up springs and screws
Ohh pickin' up springs and screws
Ahh but girl I love you madly
Sure does that money from your daddy
But I don't give a f**k for your family
But for you I would do life
But me and your brother we've been cool
Since before he left for jump school
But now that people know I'm with you
They treat me like some crazy f**ker too
Good luck leavin' town
They say you couldn't get out
If you wanted to anyhow
I hear the girls in the backroom
Yeah they're talkin' about me in code
They're all treating me wicked love's like a time bomb
Getting ready to explode
And people always ask me questions
About your brother and what he's seen
Where he's been and where I think he's goin' to
I just say
I last saw him fleeing the scene
Behind the wheel of a skin-graft limousine
I hear the girls in the backroom
They'll just about finish you off
I hear the girls in the backroom
They're talking about me in code
I hear the girls in the backroom
They'll just about finish you off
I hear the girls in the backroom
