The smell of diesel rolls through these streets
And the rain’s a fallin'
The leaves make rust colored puddles on the sidewalks
The clouds twirled like some curtain laced satin pillow
I fumble for a cigarette, but they are all soaking wet
It’s gonna be one of those nights
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Taxi cabs carrying sad faced occupants to the one place
They don’t want to be
I’m as broke as a meth head on his way down
And as broken down as these rusted out old cars
Lined up like some post-apocalyptic graveyard
I stop in front of the late night dinner
The plate glass window shimmers with a blurred reflection
Of myself staring back like a ghost of the city
The night flows like black onyx
The buses wheeze and cough up the hill
I’m tired of this goddamn rain
The moon’s been shy tonight
Hiding behind the clouds like a child
Clinging to the skirt of her mother
I’m all mixed up on mixed drinks
The interstate ramps wind like blacktop anacondas
These billboards aren’t fooling anyone
And I wish I could pick the words out of my brain
Rearrange them just a little
Maybe they’d make more sense to me
Every new city is like the same old song
This bar is full of urban cowboys that got all fenced in
I guess it comes with age
The streets are full of big dreams that got lost in the night
This life ain't for the living
The old men hold their bottles like a grudge
As they go fishin' for an ear
The girl at the end of the bar
With the Audrey Hepburn eyes
And the Marilyn Monroe thighs
It's gonna be one of those nights
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