Lyrics:

She's the kind of girl who pays for herself
And the money don't come rolling in
Been living here outside of fifteen years
Say how do you do where does she begin

Those lollipop eyes
No longer surprised
Still willing to try

Worried she'll get to be just as big as a house
(Oh you can't do that)
Her apartment is small
She's got to stay the size of a mouse
Walking around the old neighborhood
There were several wise guys (Several wise guys)
She'd do over if she could

Please no more lies
Warm September skies
Still willing to try

But the holidays (Feel better tomorrow)
Holidays (Brush back the sorrow)
Holidays are hard

Sun's so bright she pulls the shade
Puts a dinky dinner in (Dinky dinner in)
It's factory made
She bought the book
How to help yourself (How to help yourself)
Climb up on the chair girl
And take it down from the shelf

Cracks open a smile
Ain't she got style
Still willing to try

But the holidays (Feel better tomorrow)
Holidays (Brush back the sorrow)
Holidays are hard