And felt with my thumbs
I went back and knocked
Then she fell on the floor
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it
Her Jamaican rum
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
And you, you took me in
I filled up my shoe and brought it to you
And when she did come, I asked her for some
That leaned up against
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And after finding I'd forgotten my shirt
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
Then she said, "Don't get cute"
I stood there and hummed
But she said, "Don't forget
My very last piece of gum
And I covered her up and then
And she buttoned her boot and straightened her suit
I stood in the dirt where everyone walked
It was then that I got up to leave
You never wasted time
Everybody must give something back
You loved me then
Then said, "What else you got left?
She threw me outside
And, when I was through
Thought I'd go look through her drawer
You'd better spit out your gum
She said, "No, dear", I said, "Your words aren't clear"
I never asked for your crutch
She screamed till her face got so red
And I tried to make sense
And gallantly handed her
For something they get"
And I, I never took much
