She's not a kid anymore she can hide her age in these dim lights

Waitin' tables in this bar ain't what she's lookin' for

The short years fly by but oh the long long nights

A bar tends to make a woman hard

Read a story in the lines beneath her eyes

As tips hit the table they jingle and they jangle

Get her by a quarter at a time

She's getting by a quarter at a time a diamond in the
rough has lost her shine

Slingin' drinks at least will pay the rent again get
her by a quarter at a time

Another man stands up to leave she's always been left behind

The change she's waitin' for keeps walkin' out the door

But her quarters are sliver lined she's danced to everybody's tune

But gettin' stepped on don't make her cry

But after work the jukebox brings a little tear drop

The memories cost a quarter at a time

She's getting by a quarter...