Widespread Panic - Arleen lyrics

Over sixteen, under thirty-one Over sixteen, under thirty-one Over sixteen, under thirty-one Over sixteen, under thirty-one Arleen was a dream, what a dream Arleen was a dream, what a dream Arleen was a dream, what a dream Arleen was a dream, what a dream Over sixteen, under thirty-one Over sixteen, under thirty-one Over sixteen, under thirty-one Your face looks good, but your body's not ready Face looks good, but your body not ready If life was a thing that money could buy The rich would live, And the poor would die, I can't stand it, no! No I can't stand it, no! If life was a thing that money could buy The rich would live, the poor would die, I can't stand it, no! I can't stand it, no! Well I get up every morning about 10:13 Six pack of stout, and a stick of sensi Watch TV, watch TV, watcha my window if the TV's broke I can't stand it, yeah! I can't stand it, yeah! I can't stand it, yeah, I can't stand it, uh huh Life was a thing that money could buy The rich would live, and the poor would die, I can't stand it, no! I can't stand it!, no! Arleen was a dream what a dream Arleen was a dream what a dream Arleen was a dream what a dream Arleen was a dream what a dream Get up in the morning about 10:13 Six pack of stout, and stick of sensi, I can't stand it yeah I can't stand it, oh yeah I get up every morning bout 10:13 Eat fried chicken throw away the bones, Everybody leaving my good home, I can't stand it, yeah! I can't stand it, yeah! I can't stand it, yeah! I can't stand it, yeah! Over sixteen, under thirty-one Over sixteen, under thirty-one Over sixteen, under thirty-one That little girl's gotta go to school today, I can't stand it, no no no no I can't stand it, no! No no no I can't stand it! That little girl's gotta go to school today, I can't stand to see her play that way, I can't stand it, no! I can't stand it, no! Look at my window about 11:15 Nothing's left but me, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, Sixteen gone away... Sixteen gone away... Me and Mrs. Jones... Me and Mrs. Jones... If life was a thing that money could buy The rich would live, and the poor would die, I can't stand it, no! No I can't stand it, no! Life was a thing that money could buy The rich would live, the poor would die, I can't stand it no! I can't stand it, no! Why does a poor man drink champagne, He drinks half a beer and feel all the same, I can't stand it, no! I can't stand it, no! Why does a middle man drink champagne, He drinks half a beer and feels all the same, I can't stand it, no! I can't stand it, no! Why does a billionaire drink champagne, He drinks half a beer and feels all the same, Arleen was dream!