The Ballad Of The Dime Store Greaser And The Blonde Mona Lisa

As the seconds are ticking in the corner of her eye

Nothing comes as fast as a glib reply

Like a kid who's tired of a busted old toy

The pleasure's worn thin so she makes a little extra noise

So the dime store greaser and the blonde Mona Lisa

Twist on smiles just to please each other

Until one of them finds that someone new

Well the other one is just going to have to do

Sometimes you get what you want

So be careful what you ask for

Remember what you got

Tossing her pennies in the wishing well

Mona Lisa reaches over for the sleeping pills

Like a jerk that butts into the front of the line

She's got her reasons and he don't mind

Absence is supposed to make the heart grow fonder

He's hoping her vacation lasts a little bit longer

And they both have their tickets for the promised land

Still they don't appreciate what they have

They can't see what's right in front of their eyes

They've been looking so long they finally went blind

And they lost what was right in front of their eyes