She's not a kid anymore she can hide her age in these dim lights   Waitin' tables in this bar ain't what she's lookin' for   The short years fly by but oh the long long nights   A bar tends to make a woman hard   Read a story in the lines beneath her eyes   As tips hit the table they jingle and they jangle   Get her by a quarter at a time   She's getting by a quarter at a time a diamond in the rough has lost her shine   Slingin' drinks at least will pay the rent again get her by a quarter at a time      Another man stands up to leave she's always been left behind   The change she's waitin' for keeps walkin' out the door   But her quarters are sliver lined she's danced to everybody's tune   But gettin' stepped on don't make her cry   But after work the jukebox brings a little tear drop   The memories cost a quarter at a time   She's getting by a quarter...