The song is over
It’s all behind me
I should have known it
She tried to find me
Your lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all her blankets from the floor
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it’s all over now, baby blue
Bye bye…blackbird…bye bye
Buy, buy, says the sign in the shop window,
Why why, says the junk in the yard.
Hello window
Well I see that you’re still here
Aren’t you lonely
Since our darling disappeared
Well look here is that a teardrop in the corner of your pane
Now don’t you try to tell me that it’s rain
Raindrops keep falling on my head…
Strolling along country roads with my baby,
It starts to rain, it begins to pour.
Without an umbrella we’re soaked to the skin,
I feel a shiver run up my spine.
I feel the warmth of her hand in mine.
I can’t stand the rain against my window
Bringing back sweet memories
I can’t stand the rain against my window
Cause he’s not here with me
I’m too drunk to fuck
You’re too drunk to fuck
Too drunk, to fuck
I’m too drunk, too drunk, too drunk
To fuck
How can I ever get it together
Without a wife in line
To pick the crop and get me hot
On elderberry wine
When one restless summer we found love growing wild
On the banks of the river on a well beaten path
It’s funny how those memories they last
Like strawberry wine and seventeen
Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Creme tangerine and montelimar
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert, yes, you know it’s good news
But you’ll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle
The teenage tramps in skin-tight pants do the E Street dance and everything’s alright
Little kids down there either dancin’ or hooked up in a scuffle
Dressed in snakeskin suits packed with Detroit muscle
They’re doin’ the E street shuffle
Now come on baby
Don’t fall down on me now
Just move it right here
To the Harlem shuffle
New York, like a Christmas tree
Tonight this city belongs to me
Angel
Soul love, this love won’t let me go
So long, angel of Harlem
You belong to the city
You belong to the night
Living in a river of darkness
Beneath the neon light
We built this city on rock and roll
Rock and roll, Hoochie Koo
Lawdy mama light my fuse
Rock and roll, Hoochie Koo
Truck on out and spread the news
I make my living off the evening news
Just give me something
Something I can use
People love it when you lose
They love dirty laundry