Margery's dreaming of the middle of the day   Tiyuri to win   Perfect Dozen to place   money is the matter   that's been on her mind   time ticks by her   one race at a time   She's tryin' to be a good girl   And give 'em what they want   But Margery's dreaming of horses      Lookin' at a green sky   Sun like a red eye   Bright blue horses   are the fortune she lives by   She's tired and lonely   Scared and depressed   Her visions of one day   go racing the next   She's trying to be a good girl   And give 'em what they want   But Margery's dreaming of horses      Margie doesn't say anything   all the way home   So afraid she'll awake   to find she's all alone      Margery's wingspan's   all feathers and coke cans, and   TV dinners and letters she won't send, and   Every race night is shot through with sunlight   Trying to hit the big one   one last time tonight for...   Drunken fathers   and stupid mothers and   Boys who can't tell   one girl from another   So she takes her pills   Careful and round   One of these days   she's gonna throw the whole bottle down   But she's trying to be a good girl   And give 'em what they want   But Margery's dreaming of...   Trying to be a good girl   And give 'em what they want   But Margery's dreaming of...   horses