This warehouse girl
In her denim blues and t-shirt
She picks me up
Tapes my cardboard heart together
This warehouse girl
She catches the guys in deep stares
Brown days and nights
Oh she wasn’t handled with care
Punch me in
Pack me right
At shift’s end
Wrap me tight
This warehouse girl
She scanned my heart with dark eyes
And checked me out
Boxed up tightly with her smooth lies
This warehouse girl
Lives a life that others whisper
She ships me out
Down the line to a new lover
By Dave Schipper © 2009 Rose Riversongs
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