Tom Waits A Sweet Little Bullet From A Pretty Blue Gun 1979
Well, it s raining it s pouring(2) you didn t bring a sweater Nebraska will never let you come back home Now on Hollywood and Vine(3) by the Thrifty Mart sign any night I ll be willin to bet There s a young girl with sweet little dreams and pretty blue wishes standin there just gettin all wet Now there s a place off the drag(4) called the Gilbert Hotel(5) and there s a couple letters burned out in the sign And it s better than a bus stop they do good business every time it rains for little girls with nothing in their jeans but pretty blue wishes and sweet little jeans And it s raining it s pouring the old man is snoring Now I lay me down to sleep(6) I hear the sirens in the street All my dreams are made of chrome I have no way to get back home I d rather die before I wake like Marilyn Monroe(7) and you could throw my dreams out in the street and let the r
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