I should have been poor white trash,
But I had too much education
I would have been a long-hair,
But it just refused to grow
I could have been president,
But I had all the wrong relationships:
Loose lips, juicy gossips, people I don't know

I should have been mother-of-the-year,
But I forgot which end to paddle
I would have been a waitress,
But I didn't hold my tongue
I could have been a desert guide,
But I got bitten by a rattlesnake
Tough break, hope and heartache wasted on the young
Bridge: Oh, rock me easy
Roll me like a wave
Rock my soul in the bosom of the sea;
There's nothing left to save
Meet you on the other side of the grave
I should have been Diamond Lil,
But I'm a second-hand attraction
I would have learned my lessons,
But I never had the class
I could have been poor white trash,
But I'm a renegade reactionary:
Wary, slightly scary with a heart of glass

Words and Music: Kathy Mar
Copyright 1992 by Kathy Mar