Hey Sally from Alligator Shoes by Bronson Rock

Hey Sally, relentless is the march of time
Hey Sally, still girls like you watch clocks unwind
Sprung so tight you’d think they’d break
Night after night, but Sally takes it

Hey Sally, it’s hard enough to be your friend
Hey Sally, without us starting at the end
Polishing our social graces
Measuring our forty paces

And if you think I got no future
Who knows what’s in store?
Cause every time I sober up
I learn a little more

I’m learning to control myself, and not act like a clown
Trying to be the kind of guy with whom you’d hang around

Hey Sally, enough’s enough and bad is bad
And who shall see precisely what they almost had?
We take a guess and buy a chance
We get in line like sixth grade dances

And if you think you’ve got no problems, maybe then you don’t
If you refuse to compromise, maybe then you won’t
And when we measure what we’ve gained
Minus what we’ve lost in turn
It roughly equals what we know less what we have to learn.

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