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Lyrics for 'The Rent Song' by 'Suzanne Vega'
I Am Sitting By My Window;
I Am Thinking Of My Rent.
I Am Looking Through My Pockets,
And I'm Wondering Where It Went.
I Am Feeling Like The Devil,
Maybe Like The Devil's Wife.
I Am Singing For My Supper.
I Am Singing For My Life.
Things Go Up And Things Go Down,
And We Have All These Highs And Lows,
But Are We Even In The End,
I Don't Think Anybody Knows,
But When I Look From My Window
I Pretend That I'm In France.
You Know I Never Have Been There
But I Might Jump At The Chance.
Tell Me What Do You Do
With A Troubled Mind?
Do You Sing? Do You Cry?
Do You Wait For A Better Time?
Do You Think About Tomorrow
When You're Living In Today?
And Can You Stop This Tide Against You,
Make It Go The Other Way?
And When I Look From My Window
I Can Hear The Little Bird Sing;
And I Like To Hear Those Little Birds
Because Then I Know It's Spring.
And Spring Comes After Winter,
Surely All Of This We Know.
And Spring Is Really Coming,
It's Just So God Damn Slow.
I Am Sitting By My Window;
I Am Thinking Of My Rent.
I Am Looking Through My Pockets
And I Am Wondering Where It Went.
I Am Feeling Like The Devil,
Maybe Like The Devil's Wife.
I Am Singing For My Supper.
I Am Singing For My Life.
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