I know this bar

With a jukebox full of medicine

And christmas lights blinking

Around a clouded mirror

Its not that far

From Voelkers Bowling alley

Just go up there and turn right

Its about 3 blocks from here



You'll probably find grace

Her shift starts at happy hour

She's got this sweet face

Easy as tea leaves to read

You gotta know what to look for

You gotta know what's there to find

But I guess you don't really know her

So nevermind



I used to hang out a lot around there

In that part of town

Where all the white kids

still have feathered hair



I know this song

With this one really killer line

I don't remember it exactly

But it slays me everytime

Its on the jukebox there

Number 5403

Go put that song on for me won't you

And make Gracie think of me