Tom Waits A Sweet Little Bullet From A Pretty Blue Gun
Listen to the full album: A Sweet Little Bullet From A Pretty Blue Gun by Tom Waits from the album Blue Valentine Lyrics its raining its pouring and you didnt bring a sweater nebraskall never let you come back home and on hollywood and vine by the thrifty mart sign any night ill be willin to bet theres a young girl with sweet little wishes and pretty blue dreams standin there and gettin all wet now theres a place off the drag called the gilbert hotel theres a couple letters burned out in the sign and its better than a bus stop and they do good business every time it rains for sweet little girls with nothing in their jeans but sweet little wishes and pretty blue dreams now its raining its pouring the old man is snoring now i lay me down to sleep i hear the sirens in the street all the dreams are made of chrome i have no way to gel back home id rather d
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