---()--- Intro - (verse 1) I had a load in the dryer, I was waitin at the laundry mat, Sittin on top of a washin machine, (verse 2) I could hear the sound, of a quarter tumblin round, I've left in my pocket, of my dirty blue jeans, (bridge) I reached in just to pull it out, never thinkin how it'd burn my hand, It rolled over by the payphone, Ain't it funny where it chose to land, Maybe it's a sign, maybe I should call, See if everythings alright, back in Omaha, Maybe you were right, maybe I'm to blame, Maybe if I tried real hard baby I could change, I could do what you say and just grow up, It might be worth a shot, but then, again, Maybe not,