Heaven Street Seven - Frances

People rush along the sidewalk,
People talk about the rain,
People smoke like it’s the Eve of Judgement Day
People doing what they’re doing
I don’t care to give a smile
I won’t fade away in that single file

She only wants to be happy, but she won’t bear to be sappy
She’s only taking her chances, yes, and you call her Frances
She only wants to be taken, she only wants to be aching (she only waits for them good times rolling)
She only wants to be happy, because she bloody deserves it

People run about their business,
People lay their petty bets
That is something I have nothing to do with
Iceland, Tripoli or Singapore or Tennessee
It could be anywhere but far away it’s gotta be
I’ll send a postcard if I broke your heart

And I don’t care a hang
Oh, let the pigs stay in the sty
You know, this time it ain’t goodbye

She only wants to be happy, that’s how she’s looking so healthy
She’s only taking her chances, yes, and you call her Frances
She’ll keep on righting the wrongs now, she’ll keep on writing her songs now
She only wants to be happy, ain’t nobody can help it