He was the satisfied employee lots of so hard work and no salary
The quickly thrown out christmas tree
What about all the loving and the sympathy
You're just a disappointed little birthday child
Although your presents didn't please you
And you start to cry
And tonight, what are you going to do tonight?
[refrão:]
Drive dead slow cause the road is slippy
Drive dead slow 'cause it's still slippy
Keep it so low tonight
She's the comedian queen with a cruel joke
A false alarm and a poisoned coke
The relentless killer without regrets
And none of us phone to say: what a threat
She wheels you out, she'll leave you there
When it starts to blow, she'll come and she'll go
And tonight, what are you going to do tonight?
[refrão]
And he knows how to smile when she's feeling quilt
Oh please leave all the hard words behind
