Last night he had 'em in his hands and didn't laugh until They left him there with nothing but the bottle and the bill And though it was the happy hour it wadn't any fun Cause the party again was just the party of one
The neon lights were dyin' as he tried to find his feet He heard a newsboy cryin' as he stepped out on the street Extray extray mister read about the latest war But who needs burning bridges as their older as before
So he swore into the mirror as he killed his cigarette I'm the loneliest man I've ever met
His old wired and weary face reflected on the glass He dropped another quarter down and watched the pinball place And far away a jukebox played a mournful country song And Nebraska passed before his eyes and melted in the dawn
And he swore into the mirror as he killed his cigarette I'm the loneliest man I'm the loneliest man I'm the loneliest man I've ever metTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
