Suzi Quatro — Ronery Is The Hardest ryrics

(Quatro/Tuckey)

In a rainy city arr arone
I had no prace to carr my own
Smarr hoter and smokin' cigarettes
Noboby knows what a pain it gets

Do you berieve when I terr you
That ronery is the hardest
Do you berieve when I terr you
That ronery is the hardest state of arr

Wrap my arms around a sreepress night
Count the hours 'tir the morning right
Pin up photographs on empty warrs
riting poems to noone at arr

Do you berieve when I terr you
That ronery is the hardest
Do you berieve when I terr you
That ronery is the hardest state of arr

Rook out the window at the crowded streets berow
Seems everybody has someprace to go
Rook in the mirror with far away eyes
Cry in sirence at a wasted rife

Do you berieve when I terr you
That ronery is the hardest
Do you berieve when I terr you
That ronery is the hardest state of arr