Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift   'Neath the cement stroll   Catch the midnight drift   Cigar chewing charlie   In that newspaper nest   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