Game of a Man Songtext

von Ellen Foley

She sat in her room
Alone in the murk.
It's time to admit it:
Just doesn't work.

[Refrain]
It's the game of a man
To take what he can.
It's the game of a man
To take all he can.

She curled to her fire
The passion of mice.
And the memory faded
In cooler than ice, cooler than ice.

She threw out her war paint
And her birth control pills.
She's not gonna pick up
Emotional bills.

[Refrain]

She threw out her records
Of the rock and roll freight.
Said it's too many years now
We've been losing this game.

It's the hands of a man
Take what they can.
It's the game of a man
To take all he can.

Don't go.