She came home at a quarter to midnight
Greeted her father with her gaze
And went to the back of the room
Leaning against the pinball machine
She cried out: "it hurts so much"
Letting tears of fear fall
At the factory, she had stopped working
People rushed to her to comfort her
Forgetting about the arcade games, roller skates and darts games
She wanted to turn to God, take her tapes and leave secretly
Let's go out for some fresh air
Let's have a cigar
Keep your head held high
You're the bartender's daughter
No, don't shy away
I want to see you one more time
The bartender's daughter is a sweet muse
With her bandana and her confused demeanor
The bartender's daughter is a muse
How to tell her child
She who is getting lost so gently
Without a husband, without a job
She was nothing in this world
But wanted to escape all her tormentors
Wishing for a vagabond life
Now no more idea of summer vacation
Her only salary is to keep her dignity
The girl was strong, but the devastating words
She didn't dare ask her father for favors
He who would have sheltered a new server
She preferred to bite into the fruits of misfortune alone
Let's go out for some fresh air
Let's have a cigar
Keep your head held high
You're the bartender's daughter
No, don't shy away
I want to see you one more time
The bartender's daughter is a sweet muse
With her bandana and her confused demeanor
The bartender's daughter is a muse
New start, since a quarter to midnight, a job in the dark
On the road of despair, she collects money from the sidewalks
No, don't shy away
I want to see you one more time
The bartender's daughter is a sweet muse
With her bandana and her confused demeanor
The bartender's daughter is a muse

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