She Might Have Been a Nice Girl

She might have been a nice girl
If she hadnt had a draggy mother
She might have been a good chick
If she hadnt had a rotten father

She might have played the right hunch
If she hadnt been so narrow-minded
She might have had a whole bunch
If she hadnt been so far behind it

Oh, does it hurt when you know
You cant play it the way that your beau knows
Oh, does it hurt when you know
You cant say it the way that your beau knows

And you know that
Thats the way that the show goes
And you know it
Really has to go on

She drank the armys red wine
But she never found a moments pleasure
She smelled the salty sea brine
But she never found the buried treasure

She might have played the chords right
But the song was never meant for singing
She might have really broke loose
But she never made it past the clinging

I can see that it hurts when you know
You cant play it the way that your beau knows
I can see that it hurts when you know
You cant say it the way that your beau knows

And you know that
Thats the way that the show goes
And you know it
Really has to go on