She's not a kid anymore she can hide her age in these dim lightsWaitin' tables in this bar ain't what she's lookin' forThe short years fly by but oh the long long nightsA bar tends to make a woman hardRead a story in the lines beneath her eyesAs tips hit the table they jingle and they jangleGet her by a quarter at a timeShe's getting by a quarter at a time a diamond in the rough has lost her shineSlingin' drinks at least will pay the rent again get her by a quarter at a timeAnother man stands up to leave she's always been left behindThe change she's waitin' for keeps walkin' out the doorBut her quarters are sliver lined she's danced to everybody's tuneBut gettin' stepped on don't make her cryBut after work the jukebox brings a little tear dropThe memories cost a quarter at a timeShe's getting by a quarter...