Tiyuri to win
 Perfect Dozen to place
 Money is the matter that's been on her mind
 Time ticks by her one race at a time
 She's tryin' to be a good girl
 And give 'em what they want
 But Margery's dreaming of horses
 Lookin' at a green sky
 Sun like a red eye
 Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by
 She's tired and lonely
 Scared and depressed
 Her visions of one day go racing the next
 She's trying to be a good girl
 And give 'em what they want
 But Margery's dreaming of horses
 Margie doesn't say anything all the way home
 So afraid she'll awake to find she's all alone
 Margery's wingspan's all feathers and coke cans, and
 TV dinners and letters she won't send, and
 Every race night is shot through with sunlight
 Trying to hit the big one one last time tonight for...
 Drunken fathers and stupid mothers and
 Boys who can't tell one girl from another
 So she takes her pills
 Careful and round
 One of these days she's gonna throw the whole bottle down
 But she's trying to be a good girl
 And give 'em what they want
 But Margery's dreaming of...
 Trying to be a good girl
 And give 'em what they want
 But Margery's dreaming of horses