No-ones line the bar, but Miranda

Shiny little purse

Beauty like a curse

She wasn’t gonna drink, but he hands her

Sichuan verbena

Hopes no one has seen her

The band strikes up a tune, but Miranda

Isn’t here to dance Or even for romance She wasn’t gonna come, but they had her

They played her favorite song

And so she sang along

On the cover of a book

You get a second look

But in the cover of a bar

You’re just another card, oh Miranda

No one knows her face but Miranda

Without her lashes on She might as well be gone She wasn’t gonna stay, but she had to

Infamous for pride

She heads out to her car, just Miranda

For all the cash she’s earned Her engine still doesn’t turn Now, no one lines the bar but Miranda

Shiny little purse

Beauty like a curse

On the cover of a book

You get a second look

But in the cover of a bar

You’re just another card, oh Miranda