Jesse Cardin - Top of the Heap

In a white house at the top of the heap
Lives a middle-aged girl who can hardly sleep
She flies around in a Mercedes-Benz
But every road she knows is a dead-end

I know why she never at home
She don't wanna be alone
Whoa, she don't wanna be alone

Her daddy says baby, leave if you can
But a broken woman only find a broken man
I've watched her go back and forth
Like a moth playing chicken with a tiki torch

I know why she always get burned
She don't know what she worth
Whoa, she don't know what she worth

In a small house at the foot of a hill
A life she might've had but never will
Used car and a second-hand bed
Make a good enough place to lay her head

I know good livin' ain't cheap
That's life atop that heap
Whoa, that's life atop that heap
Whoa, she don't wanna be alone

Written by:
Jesse Cardin

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