Broken China

Our last kiss held no hint just smoke and a little touch of mint and now you're walking out the door

No broken china on the floor by the couch no hollow tipped attack to put you on the out you're simply leaving me not dressed to be alone we brought forth see this coming on

Roll out your magic ride for the next man put on a pretty face you'll always win

I see you up on Broadway arm and arm with some bright young man you keep walking in a different direction and I would wish you well if I had the chance

Roll out your magic ride for the next man put on a pretty face you'll always win

Now do we find back on the starting line for once in my life I feel that I would be rested

I dial you in on the telephone just to hear that ring beat put on my coat and walk out that door went down a different street

Roll out your magic ride for the next man put on a pretty face you'll always win

Roll out your magic ride for the next man put on a pretty face you'll always win

Now do we find back on the starting line for once in my life I feel that I would be rested