Kings and Aces

Kings & Aces - These United States

Eyeballing the clock as if time passed

Making subtle statements

She was afraid to just ask

Was I only looking for a blast

I had to find some Bohemians and fast

Eating up the bread she sliced by hand

Father's job was shipped into a foreign land

No one in the town could understand

But the bankers sold his business

For a hundred grand

And she looks for love in all the wrong places

Thinking that knowledge is all kings and aces

Only memory knows what memory erases

And there ain't no sleuth can truth

You where the trace is

She looks for love in all the wrong places

Thinking that knowledge is all kings and aces

Only memory knows what memory erases

And there ain't no sleuth can truth

You where the trace is

Weekends on the wrong side of the tracks

Nighttimes in the forest with a chopping axe

Was she only looking for her past

I had to get out of there and fast

Leaving by approximately three

Can't you be young just for once

And just for me

Can't you be young just for once

For me

Can't you be young just for once