In Transit

20 years you've waited for this
A night out with all your favorite friends
Free of restrictions he posed for you
Like respect and courtesy

Does he know about that time with that
one, maybe two, maybe three guys, plus?
But tonight I bet he'll have more fun
Cause with every sweet beginning comes a
bitter end

Late night clubs and endless fashion shows
Scream your name so everyone will know
And that pretty boy across the room...
He don't know what he's getting into

In the car, they're going to his home
To have a night that they can call their own
But in the end
you're just a temporary, ordinary girl

Tell me honey, the make up you put on...
Does it run just like you do?
Cause the same morning on her way home
A letter was written and it said

Very sorry to announce a woman tied in transit
To Perdition Ave. and next to her in the seat
was a half drunk bottle
of inebriate