The Ballad Of Jenny Ledge

Toy Matinee

Jenny was raised in a house of cards

A face that could hijack your breath

The legs of a thoroughbred

That's what they said of Jenny Ledge



Into the fray with a Royal Flush

Determined to bring home the gold

And drink from the fountainhead

That's what they said, my Jenny Ledge



How I wished I could answer her prayer

To be held by an honest man

How I wished I could always be there

But my love was not in her plans



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Tempted by half-Elvis, half man-about-town

And a life of ease

She runs off with the Vegas King

And I'm nowhere to stand, I can't understand

Why Jenny won't wait for me



Later I held her and asked her why

"This is my house and this is my car

and this is my bed"

That's what she said, my Jenny Ledge



Just a slave to security

She has forgotten the urge to win

All she has is a king and a pair

And a tear for what might have been



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So this is the ballad of Jenny Ledge

My anger unspoken

My eyes are learning to cry instead

Love is dead for Jenny Ledge



Once she stood with the world at her feet

And the love of an honest man

Now she sleeps while the world marches by

In the care of an also-ran



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