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