I've Got a Quarter in My Pocket

I've got a quarter in my pocket

Won't you tell me what I should do?

Should've put it in the phone

So I could come crawling home to you

Should've put in the jukebox

And play another heartbreak song

I'm leaning toward the latter

And I really hate being alone

I'm gonna flip it in the air

I'm gonna watch it fly

If it's heads, I might love again

If it's tails I'll cry

I've got a quarter in my pocket

Won't you tell me what I should do?

Should've put it in the phone

So I could come crawling home to you

Should've put in the jukebox

And play another heartbreak song

I'm leaning toward the latter

And I really hate being alone

Here I am again

On the same old stool

With the same old question in hand

And the mind of a fool

I've got a quarter in my pocket

Won't you tell me what I should do?

Should've put it in the phone

So I could come crawling home to you

Should've put in the jukebox

And play another heartbreak song

I'm leaning toward the latter

And I really hate being alone

Well, I've got a quarter in my pocket

And I really hate being alone