(T. Waits)



Let's put a new coat of paint

On this lonesome ol' town

Set 'em up

I'll be knockin' 'em down, down, down

You wear a dress, baby

I'll put on my tie

We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon

In a burgundy sky



All our scribbled love dreams

Are lost or thrown away 

Here amid the shuffle

Of an overflowing day

Love needs a transfusion

Let's shoot it full of wine

Fishin' for a good time

Starts with throwin' in your line



Put a new coat of paint, baby

On this lonesome ol' town

Set 'em up, set 'em up

I'll be knockin' 'em down,

You wear your dress, baby

I'll root out my old tie

We'll laugh at that bloodshot moon

Up in that burgundy sky



Yes, we will

Laugh laugh laugh laugh

Come on, come on, come on, come on



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