David Gans
Well I manage these apartments
And I know what people do
One is having drunken nightmares
And they’re doing gas in two
The checkout girl in eight
Has the man in nine up late
The rockin’ and the rollin’ come right through
All the folks in these apartments
Watch the same shows all the time
In the laundromat of life
We always come up short a dime
The cycles never end
Toilets flush and elbows bend
And sometimes ten forgets to draw her blinds
Semi-furnished one-bed room for rent
Month to month our days and nights get spent
Hang a picture in the hall
Read the writing on the wall
And wonder where our inspiration went
Well I thought she must be crazy
When she first came to my door
‘Cause she just moved out last year
When she divorced the guy in four
She loved me loud and clear
Whenever he was here
She had me for revenge and nothing more
Semi-furnished one-bed room for rent
Month to month our lease on life is spent
Hang a picture in the hall
Read the writing on the wall
And wonder where our inspiration went