“Alicia”

Alicia lives in an old stucco home in Pomona
And she comes to my house every day in an old beat-up motor
And she washes and waxes the floor
Feeds the baby and tries to ignore
How she ended up down on her knees, tryin’ so hard to please

In the morning, she rubs and she scrubs and she rues the occasion
When she met the young man in the band of the Latin persuasion
And she tells us of when she was rich
And her beautiful family wish
Somehow, suddenly simply vanished up into thin air

Ah, Alicia
You’re alone, you’re alive, you’re okay
Oh, Alicia
Forgiven them all, but you’re givin’ all your livin’ away

She worked at my house through the rest of the summer vacation
And she never complained of the rain or of her isolation
And she cried on the days she was off
To locate her old man who’d run off
Leavin’ nothin’ behind but some bills and a fine to remind her

Oh, Alicia
You’re alone, you’re alive, you’re okay
Oh, Alicia
Forgiven them all, but you’re givin’ all your livin’ away

Alicia asked me to ask some advice from a lawyer
He told me he’d handle the case if she’d let him enjoy her
Alicia laughed ’til she cried
If that’s American justice, well, I’ve
No intention of givin’ love simply for a quick consultation

Oh, Alicia
You’re alone, you’re alive, you’re okay
Oh, Alicia
Forgiven them all, but you’re givin’ all your livin’ away

Alicia
Alicia
Alicia