So the factory girl, she listens
For the sound of her daddy's engine
Till the work bell sounds and she leans down

oh, the summers here are hot
All she seems to do is work and sleep
And wish that she was still with you

now you don't know where she is
Lyin' in her mother's bed
Or who she's sleeping with

all the kids would laugh at her
'cause she seemed so sweet and pure
I took this shift because of her

and though I've never said a word
I once smiled and looked at her
Till the shift boss said "get back to work"

now I don't know where she is
Or whose bed she's sleeping in
Or what man she's sleeping with

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Writer(s): RYAN ADAMS