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My time of day is the dark time
A couple of deals before dawn
When the street belongs to the cop
And the janitor with the mop
And the grocery clerks are all gone.

When the smell of the rainwashed pavement
Comes up clean, and fresh, and cold
And the streetlamp light
Fills the gutter with gold

That's my time of day
My time of day

And you're the only doll I've ever wanted to share it with me.
My time of day is the dark time    A couple of deals before dawn    When the street belongs to the cop    And the janitor with the mop    And the grocery clerks are all gone.       When the smell of the rainwashed pavement    Comes up clean, and fresh, and cold    And the streetlamp light    Fills the gutter with gold       That's my time of day    My time of day       And you're the only doll I've ever wanted to share it with me.