It's all become a fantasy
She sits and reads about Tiffany's
I
Sweet serenade, in your shade
May I rest
Just for a while,
Sat out a card game in a motel room
Don't let
Don't ask me how long baby it's gonna take
I don't
Instrumental
He's watching the girls on the dance floor
He's watching the
Instrumental
was down, nowhere bound
Needed love, any love
Something new, breezy and
The gas-lamp flickers in the night
And jingle-jangles in the wind
The
The steel mill closes down tonight
As the dying embers fade
And
I lie awake, late at night
I just don't seem to
In the morning madness and the stabbing light
She pours the