Where Does It Hurt Lyrics

(by Charles Williams)

I'm not what you'd call sentimental
I throw the past out with the trash
Old magazines make me feel like gangrene
I say let's cut and start from scratch

I drive a Buick like g-d intended
It smokes but boy is it fast
I speak Chinese, and say pretty please
To the barkeep who thinks I'm white trash

Tell me where does it hurt
I'm still dancing for quarters somewhere north of the border
I'm tempted to convert
But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say
Where does it hurt

I'm not what you'd call nostalgic
I'm more likely to forgive and forget
But once in a while, I stumble down the aisle
And kneel at the Altar of Regret

You're the One I remember
So I'll whisper your name again
With a Time and a Place when we both had a Taste
For the Gifts we came to exchange

Tell me where does it hurt
I'm still dancing for quarters down the Mexican border
I'm tempted to convert
But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say...
Tell me where does it hurt
I'm still dancing for quarters down south of the border
I'm tempted to convert
But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say
Where does it hurt