It's a shame about your sister
She looks older than God
I guess the prom king missed her
And she gave up the cause

It's a pain to remember
But a strain to forget
Should've gone on a bender
Gotten out of my head

Ma, tell your kids every day
We're all just people in the way

Hey, you're looking me over
Do I still make a splash?
Did the intrepid rover
Bottom out with panache?

And the keys to the city
Were my ticket outside
And I used to dream pretty
Now, I dream I'm alive

Ma, tell your kids every day
We're all just people in the way

And I don't know what to tell you
'Cause I don't know what I believe
I've been beaten down and pimped around
And told so many things

And I'm deafened by the dark
And the cryin' of my face
I'm looking for a day job
In a town that wished me fame

Gather 'round little dreamers
Hey, wherever you are
You were a wink in a streamer
Of a party of stars

When I banked it on lucky
And he banked it on me
Then you don't have to trust me
You're gonna be what you'll be

Ma, tell your kids every day
We're all just people in the way
Out of place and in the way

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Writer(s): MARIA MC KEE