Revolving doors, what have I done?
Someone on the TV, tipping low
Revolving doors, what will I become?
And red-neck song
You payed up for a seven
But he got an eight, now
I feel that I’m paused
By all the bills, I seem to run out
On a foggy day (Revolving door)

I sit in a diner, and The Beatles play
I payed up for a seven, but I only got (SOA?)
I feel I’m paused
By all the bills, I seem to run out here

Revolving doors, stole me on the Eastern sea board
(He got silver on his nose?)
He payed up for three, but got only two
And he said “Seems I was born for this. Seems I was born to this.”
Revolving doors
Revolving doors