The Lonely Little Thrift Store Songtext

von Jonathan Richman

By the sidewalk there with the cracks in it
With the mexican restaurant next to it
With the clothes for the big and the fat in it
And the moth ball smell to the hats in it
Is the lonely little thrift store,
The hard luck little thrift store where I go

Yeah

Well it's an old store front from the 30's
And it gives you a feel of the old days
And the next door barber shop
Where famous athletes used to stop
But now its plain and now its down
And there's garbage on the ground
Well the lonely little thrift store
The hard luck little thrift store where I go.

Well all right.

Well the avocado green appliances
With the smell of domestic violences
And the dusty Farberware
And the rusty dinette chair
In the lonely little thrift store
The hard luck little thrift store where I go.

Yeah

The record by the 101 strings
And all those lonely little things
See how that popcorn poppers looks sad
Because of the short little life it's had
Once it was a happy wedding gift
But when they split it too got left
At the lonely little thrift store
The hard luck little thrift store where I go.

Yeah