《The Ghosts Of Saturday Night》歌词

[00:00:21] A cab combs the snake

[00:00:23] Tryin to rake in that last nights fare

[00:00:28] And a solitary sailor

[00:00:30] Who spends the facts of his life

[00:00:33] Like small change on strangers

[00:00:38] Paws his inside p-coat pocket

[00:00:41] For a welcome twenty-five cents

[00:00:45] And the last bent butt from a package of kents

[00:00:48] As he dreams of a waitress with maxwell house eyes

[00:00:52] And marmalade thighs with scrambled yellow hair

[00:00:59] Her rhinestone-studded moniker says irene

[00:01:04] As she wipes the wisps of dishwater blonde from her eyes

[00:01:22] And the texaco beacon burns on

[00:01:27] The steel-belted attendant with a ring and valve special

[00:01:31] Cryin filler up and check that oil

[00:01:36] You know it could be a distributor and it could be a coil

[00:01:44] The early mornin final editions on the stands

[00:01:50] And that town cryers cryin there with nickels in his hands

[00:01:56] Pigs in a blanket sixty-nine cents

[00:02:00] Eggs - roll em over and a package of kents

[00:02:05] Adam and eve on a log you can sink em damn straight

[00:02:09] Hash browns hash browns you know I cant be late

[00:02:34] And the early dawn cracks out a carpet of diamond

[00:02:38] Across a cash crop car lot

[00:02:41] Filled with twilight coupe devilles

[00:02:44] Leaving the town in a-keeping

[00:02:48] Of the one who is sweeping

[00:02:56] Up the ghost of saturday night