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 'cause 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 couldn't 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 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 'cause there's nothing inside
Was there anything anytime
Little brown bag