Margery´s dreaming of the middle of the day
Tiyuri to win
Perfect Dozen to place
money is the matter that´s been on her mind
time ticks by her one race at a time

She´s tryin´ to be a good girl
And give ´em what they want
But Margery´s dreaming of horses

Lookin´ at a green sky
Sun like a red eye
Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by
She´s tired and lonely
Scared and depressed
Her visions of one day go racing the next

She´s trying to be a good girl
And give ´em what they want
But Margery´s dreaming of horses

Margie doesn´t say anything all the way home
So afraid she´ll awake to find she´s all alone

Margery´s wingspan´s all feathers and coke cans, and
TV dinners and letters she won´t send, and
Every race night is shot through with sunlight
Trying to hit the big one one last time tonight for...
Drunken father s and stupid mothers and
Boys who can´t tell one girl from another
So she takes her pills
Careful and round
One of these days she´s gonna throw the whole bottle down

But she´s trying to be a good girl
And give ´em what they want
But Margery´s dreaming of...

Trying to be a good girl
And give ´em what they want
But Margery´s dreaming of horses