'til The Money Runs Out Lyrics

Tom Waits

Check this strange beverage fall out from the sky Splashin' Baghdad on the Hudson in Panther Martin's eyes He's high and outside wearin' candy apple red Scarlet gave him twenty seven stitches in his head
With a pint of green Chartreuse, ain't nothin' seems right You buy the Sunday paper on a Saturday night
Can't you hear the thunder? Someone stole my watch I sold a quart of blood and bought a half a pint of scotch Someone tell those Chinamen on Telegraph Canyon Road When you're on the bill with the spoon, there ain't no time to unload
So bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye
Droopy stranger, lonely dreamer, toy puppy and the Prado We're laughin' as they piled into Olmos' El Dorado Jesus whispered, "Eni meany meany miney moe" They're too proud to duck their heads that's why they bring it down so low
So bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye
Pointed man smack dab in the middle of July Swingin' from the rafters in his brand new tie He said, "I can't go back to that hotel room, all they do is shout But listen baby, I'll stay wichew 'til the money runs out"
So bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye, bye bye, bye Bye, bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye Bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye
Check this strange beverage fall out from the sky Splashin' Baghdad on the Hudson in Panther Martin's eyes He's high and outside wearin' candy apple red Scarlet gave him twenty seven stitches in his head
With a pint of green Chartreuse, ain't nothin' seems right You buy the Sunday paper on a Saturday night
Bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye Bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye Bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye Oh, bye bye baby, bye bye, baby, baby, bye bye

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