It's too early for the circus, it's too late for the bars Everyone's sleepin' but the paperboy And no one in this town is makin' any noise But the dogs and the milkmen and me
The girls around here all look like Cadillacs No one likes a stranger here I'd come home but I'm afraid that you won't take me back But i'd trade off everything just to have you near
I know I'm irresponsible and I don't behave And I ruin everything that i do and I'll probably get arrested when I'm in my grave But I'll be savin' all my love for you
I paid fifteen dollars for a prostitute With too much makeup and a broken shoe But her eyes were just a counterfeit She tried to gyp me out of it But you know that I'm still in love you
Don't listen to the rumors that you hear about me Cause I ain't as half as bad as they make me out to be Well I may lose my mind but baby can't you see That I'll be savin' all my love for you
Compositor: Thomas Alan Waits (Tom Waits) (ASCAP)Editor: Fifth Floor Music Inc (ASCAP)Administração: BMG Rights Administration Us LLC (ASCAP), Six Palms Music Corporation (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #12596610 em 09/Abr/2024