Amy Rigby - The Good Girls lyrics

She makes her bed first thing in the morning So she won't crawl back in She drinks her second cup of coffee 'cause it's the only available sin She falls asleep on the subway She feels like alice in the rabbit hole She wakes up with a start With an aching in her heart She says they've got my mind and body But they can't take my soul They're making gold out of the good girls like me They're making dollars out of all our fantasies They're making bundles of cash From the trash that we read/think we need/tapes & cd's Making gold out of the good girls like me She chooses shoes from the desk drawer Flips the switch on the power strip She plays a hand of cyber solitaire It's not as good as a vegas trip Everybody's talking weekend The one that pa**ed and the one to come She's got her self esteem And the american dream But her chances of advancing Are ten thousand to one They're making gold out of the good girls... My mother didn't go to work She stayed at home and she never got paid Now i do double time I'm slaving six to nine I'm so tired at night I think i've got it made She goes out shopping on her lunch time She wants to look like a partial success She's searching for a ray of sunshine In the lining of a thirty dollar dress She returns to the office She's got a headache that just won't quit She says i work so hard to get my house with a yard But sometimes i wonder why do i do any of it