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| Waits Tom Heart Of Saturday Drunk On The Moon Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift 'Neath the cement stroll Catch the midnight drift Forgot you and Charlie In the newspaperness Grifting hot-horse tips On who's running the best And I'm blinded by the neon Don't try and change my tune 'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone I'm drunk on the moon And the moon's a silver slipper It's pouring champagne stars Broadway's like a serpent Pulling shiny top-down cars Laramer is teeming With that undulating beat And some Bonneville is screaming It's way wilder down the street (Chorus) Hearts flutter and race The moon's on the wane Tarts mutter their dream hopes The night will ordain Come schemers and dancers Cherry delight As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound And it cuts throught the night And I've hawked all my yesterdays Don't try and change my tune 'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone I'm drunk on the moon |
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