Runnin' my mouth off at the storm
Yelling man, what the hell did you do that for?
And I was watching the old men fish
And they'd all give their catch away
And I could hear a woman singing
And I could hear that piano play
It'd go like...

Where did you get your bad breath?
I want some, oh a drag off your cigarette
And I was thinking about a song
That I heard when I was young
And I was wondering about its trumpeteer
How he could get those horn to talk
Something like..

Tears will gather in my eyes
Hold my head, ah babe, you know I'll cry
And I was thinking bout the places I'd been
With you always at my side
Like a baby, oh I held my head and cried
Come on Dorothy, you know we could go all night

Hey, it's nighttime and you know
It's getting cold so babe put on some clothes
And let's go hit the town
And we could fill a room up with smoke
You know I got the first round
As we tell all those stories told
And now we'll pretend you were new
Like I was just introduced to you
And all the music in my ears
Sounds beautiful down here
And I could hear that drummer roll
As I listen to that choir cry
And I could hear that guitar weeping
I could feel those pipers pipe
And all the beauty I couldn't see
Well it just cut me at my knees
And I was watching the old men fish
And they'd all give their catch away
And I could hear a woman singing
And I could hear that piano play

Tears will gather in my eyes
Hold my head oh and babe, you know I'll cry
Like a baby I held my head and cried
Come on Dorothy, ah you know we could go all night


Lyrics submitted by tamchop, edited by smallwonderrobot

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