Drunk on the Moon
Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shiftNeath the cement strollCatch the midnight driftCigar chewing CharlieIn the newspapernessGrifting hot-horse tipsOn who's running the best
And I'm blinded by the neonDon't try and change my tuneCause I thought I heard a saxophoneI'm drunk on the moon
And the moon's a silver slipperIt's pouring champagne starsBroadway's like a serpentPulling shiny top-down carsLaramer is teemingWith that undulating beatAnd some Bonneville is screamingIt's way wilder down the street
And I'm blinded by the neonDon't try and change my tuneCause I thought I heard a saxophoneI'm drunk on the moon
Hearts flutter and raceThe moon's on the waneTarts mutter their dream hopesThe night will ordainCome schemers and dancersCherry delightAs a Cleveland-bound GreyhoundAnd it cuts through the night
And I've hawked all my yesterdaysDon't try and change my tune'Cause I thought I heard a saxophoneI'm drunk on the moon