4th Time Around

Intro : When she said, "Don't waste your words, they're just lies," I cried she was deaf. And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, Then said, "What else you got left ?" It was then that I got up to leave But she said, "Don't forget, Ev'rybody must give something back For something they get."          I stood there and hummed, I tapped on her drum and asked her how come. And she buttoned her boot, And straightened her suit, Then she said, "Don't get cute." So I forced my hands in my pockets And felt with my thumbs, And gallantly handed her My very last peice of gum.            She threw me outside, I stood in the dirt where ev'ry-one walked. And after finding I'd Forgotten my shirt, I went back and knocked. I waited in the hallway, she went to get it, And I tried to make sense, Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair That leaned up against...            Her Jamaican rum And when she did come, I asked her for some. She said, "No, dear." I said, "Your words aren't clear, You'd better spit out your gum." She screamed  till her face got so red, Then she fell on the floor, And I covered her up and then Thought I'd go look through her drawer.            And when I was through, I filled up my shoe And brought it to you. And you, you took me in, You loved me then, You didn't waste time. And I, I never took much, I never asked for your crutch, Now don't ask for mine.