"Meet Me By The Smokestack" lyrics

"Meet Me By The Smokestack"

Hold my hand, little girl
Let me give, you a twirl
Spin you 'round like a princess do
You deserve to be free
Of the same old company
Tell your friends you worked the whole night through
Meet me by the smokestack in Governor Square
And I'll show you what it is I do

Money's tight, yes it's true
I've got none, but I'll show you
Just how rich, a poor boy can be
So here I am, fingers crossed
Try me out, free of cost
It's my zero interest guarantee
Meet me by the smokestack in Governor Square
And I'll show you what it is I do

Hold my hand, little girl
Let me give, you a twirl
Spin you 'round like a princess do
You deserve to be free
Of the same old company
Tell your friends you worked the whole night through
Meet me by the smokestack in Governor Square
And don't put too much thought into what you wear
Just get up in the moonlight, oh and I'll be there
And I'll show you what it is I do


Writer(s): Spence Koehler, Shannon Koehler, Avi Vinocur, Aaron Mort
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