THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...)

she's got you trained so well
you come in right on cue
and you don't even know
she tells you what to do

she's got you stupified
you haven't got a clue
straight to your face she lied
you never even knew

and you wonder why you're always feeling pains
that girls got acid running through her veins
don't worry sonny boy, she'll never be to blame
that's just the way she plays the game

she's got you compromised
you've forgotten how truth feels
you don't dare realize
you've sold out your ideals

she's got you pacified
there are no more appeals
your right hand swears to god
while your left hand steals

your right hand swears to god
while you left hand makes the deals


and you wonder why you're always feeling pains
that girls got venom running through her veins
don't worry little man, she'll utilize your shame
that's just the way she plays the game

she's got you whipped like cream
corrupted your own will
and you don't even see
you'll never pay the bill

she's got your soul food now
you're planted on her sill
and while you run her errands
her hand is in your till

and you wonder why you're always feeling pains
that girls got nothing running through her veins
don't worry baby doll, she'll nullify your name
that's just the way she plays the game


The Way She Plays The Game

Ric Candor    ©1998

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