Neath the cement stroll
 Catch the midnight drift
 Forgot you and Charlie
 In the newspaperness
 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