For A Song Lyrics by Michael Peterson

For A Song Lyrics

    (dewayne blackwell)

    She learned to hate the limousine
    The fancy full-length fur
    Dom perignon and french cuisine
    Don't mean a thing to her
    What good is her pedestal
    When he works all though the night
    So in time, she found a dance floor
    And some arms to hold her tight

    Now every night they dance with her to some brushes on a drum
    A standup bass, and steel guitars, play a tune, she can hum
    Ain't it sad, ain't it funny, how a man can be so wrong
    He tried to buy her love with money
    He could've had her for a song

    She wanted him...but what a shame
    He didn't realize
    Love can never stay the same
    It either grows or dies
    What made him think his duty was to place her high above
    He married her for beauty, she married him for love

    Now every night they dance with her to some brushes on a drum
    A standup bass, and steel guitars, play a tune, she can hum
    Ain't it sad, ain't it funny, oh how a man can be so wrong
    He tried to buy her love with money
    He could've had her for a song
    Now every night they dance with her to some brushes on a drum

    (c) 1996 stone diamond music corporation
    Bmi

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