Everybody's got themselves a horseless carriage
All the gals talkin' 'bout a happy marriage
And here I am living on this dead end street
With no running water

Ain't you gonna cry for me gal?
Ain't you gonna cry for me?

All around town they're building golden statues
I'm gonna kick 'em down with my steel-toe shoe
Then I'm gonna go to the dumpster baby
And dream about you

Ain't you gonna cry for me gal?
Ain't you gonna cry for me?

Everyone just wants to be my master
To shine their shoes and say "Hell, yes sir!"
I think I'd rather crush my own gasping throat
Than to face that future

Ain't you gonna cry for me gal?
Ain't you gonna cry for me?