Hold on
To the little brown bag. if it's all that she has to show
Torn like a rag
Crazy lady she doesn't know
Look in
Cos there's nothing inside, was there anything anytime
Little brown bag

She'll be there in the morning
Sitting alone with her world in her hands
No goodnight in the evening
The city it understands, the circumstance

Dream on
In the, little brown bag. maybe here she's better than you
Torn like a rag, look away it's good that you do
Maybe
As you're, staring too hard
you could see that somehow it's real
Little brown bag

What did she turn her back on
Was it the nightmare she couldnt face
Look around, it may tell you, she only puts a good case
So lady
Hold on

Little brown bag

She'll be there in the morning
Sitting alone with her world in her hands
No goodnight in the evening
The city it understands
So lady
Hold on
Hold on
To the little brown bag. if it's all (that) she has to show
Torn like a rag, crazy lady she doesn't know
Look in
Cos there's nothing inside, was there anything anytime
Little brown bag