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The tips will buy pretty things for baby
Until the day my man walks in
I'd get so tired drying tears and tables
I'd seen enough dirty cups and lonely men

You left me in the world of tips and tables
Gone with that old used-to-be
I could go out dry and turn the tables
But I can't stand strange hands touching me

I guess I took his love for granted
Young foolish hearts seem to beat that away
So many times, he would say he just loved me
Now someone else holds the hands I pushed away
He left me in the world of tips and tables
The tips will buy pretty things for baby   Until the day my man walks in   I'd get so tired drying tears and tables   I'd seen enough dirty cups and lonely men      You left me in the world of tips and tables   Gone with that old used-to-be   I could go out dry and turn the tables   But I can't stand strange hands touching me      I guess I took his love for granted   Young foolish hearts seem to beat that away   So many times, he would say he just loved me   Now someone else holds the hands I pushed away   He left me in the world of tips and tables