Kitchen Door - Buffalo Tom

I scratched my finger

On the door in front of you

You scratched your finger

At the girl outside

That’s a bigger

Responsibility

When All My Children

Is an endless bore

I’m the number on your kitchen door

I’m the gifted son who cannot score

I’m the number on your kitchen door

Please remember just to keep the score

I scratched my finger

On the door in front of you

Please remember

That I’ll always care

That’s a harbor

That you can sail to

When all your ocean

Is a mindless chore

I’m the number on your kitchen door

I’m the gifted son you can not scorn

I’m the number on your kitchen door

Please remember just to keep the score

Well that’s our number on our kitchen door

But it’s more than numbers that I adore

I adore

I’m the number on your kitchen door

I’m the baseball team from Baltimore

I’m the number on your kitchen door

Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor

Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor

Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor