You never had the time of day for me
And now you want to spend the night
You're big with the come-on like it's no big deal
(no big deal to you)
You let the wild wind blow your course
I do not want the dirt from your shoes
Or from the hooves of your high horse
The way I see it, there are few things left
To hold on to and keep your head
Your sense of humor and integrity
There's nothing funny about what's being said
There was a day when I would let myself be trampled
As long as it was done by you
But I took so much abuse, now I've had ample
There's no way that you'll break through