1997 - Droppin' Dimes lyrics

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1997 - Droppin' Dimes lyrics

Home wrecked, house bought Daddy needs a new start Good friend to girlfriend Goodbye, your bags are packed Thanksgiving weekend Mom's on the phone, she's crying Who's that and what's wrong? Where's dad? He's not home "How are you?" he asks "I'm not bad, I guess" I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it So dad, how's the new house? Bet it's nice with no kids around Mom's busy, she's been working late Since your last check never came I'm glad for the raise and the move south 'Cause I'd rather spend your money Than spend my time with you What do you want me to say? I'll make it all up if it makes you feel better I'll make it all up for you