Maggie

Maggie left for work early
No one came to see the show
Theatres remain empty
Apples falling from the tree
Daddy left Maggie a little note
Saying he'll be back at three
Mommy left the water right on the stove
Cooking over hundred degrees

You, you will dance, Maggie
You, you, you, you, you will dance, Maggie, you

Guess who took the last biscuit
Right out of the cookie jar
Maggie drove, she only missed him
When she's drinking after hours
Hanging up the costume, smoking pipes
Singing Bette Davis songs
Maggie is a rock star in her mind
Waiting for the good to come

You, you will dance, Maggie
You, you, you, you, you will, you will dance, Maggie
You, you, you, you

Maggie just believes in rainbows
Dusting off the wooden chairs
Curtains raised, no grand applause
Wasting all her loving time
Putting on her lipstick, cherry red
Little black silk beret
Thinking back to what her nana said
"You never get what you give"

You, you, you will dance, Maggie, oh oh
You, you, you, you, you will dance Maggie, ooh