The Match

It's a man's luck to get to play strong but be weak
And it's a woman's lot, I've gotta play weak but be stronger
It's a wonder that I ever learned how to speak
It's a wonder if I'm hanging around here much longer
In this small-minded, big-mouthed
Well-read but half-dead government town

You can think that but don't say it aloud
You can do that all you like but you'd better not act too proud
We've got standards of what is and what ain't allowed
Take that to heart or take it out

And if my life is a candle then you know my tongue's a match
And if you want to get catty about it you know I start from scratch
One thing momma told me not to do
She said "baby, don't evеr suffer fools"

It's a goddamn waste of your time
It's a goddamn wastе of your time
You take that politeness and I'll keep it with mine
Go out and get it with your mind