six o’clock time to stop and count the blisters on my feet I’ve been swinging at the solitary home for caviar on plates of chrome
I rub my head eyes going red I try to picture myself back there in the eruption of the dreams that turned to lead on the ivy covered bed
my life’s a downtown boogie every night and day lovers come and lovers go but that is just a part of the play I got new shoes for downtown boogie the endless cabaret just cry your little heart out everything is gonna be ok tomorrow
seven o’clock the sun is up like a bullet in a china shop in these anachronistic hours of today the belly of the moon is gray now there’s nobody here but Fred Astaire Frank Sinatra, Doris Day oh Olivia de Havilland my bride. I’ll keep you by my side and when you’re feeling blue take a ride with the tinkerbelly boy step up for some pedestrian city joy cause we wont be here tomorrow but it sure as hell was fun
my life’s a downtown boogie every night and day lovers come and lovers go but that is just a part of the play now I got new shoes for downtown boogie, tap dance and ballet cry your little heart out everything is gonna be ok tomorrowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
