Well there’s trucks all a-passing me, and the lights are all flashing, I’m on my way home from your place. And it’s six in the morning, gave me no warning I had to be on my way. Now the sun’s coming up, I’m riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks, Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade Just a-wishing I’d stayed a little longer, Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling’s getting stronger. Well my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splickly out to my old ’55 As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive. I Can’t Wait to Get Off Work (And See My Baby on Montgomery Avenue)Ĭhristmas Card from a Hooker in MinneapolisĪ Sweet Little Bullet from a Pretty Blue GunĪbout the Author Credits Cover Copyright About the Publisher Small Change (Got Rained on with His Own. The Ghosts of Saturday Night (After Hours at Napoleone’s Pizza House)Įggs & Sausage (In a Cadillac With Susan Michelson) (Looking For) The Heart of Saturday Night Little Trip to Heaven (On the Wings of your Love) I Hope That I Don’t Fall in Love with You The Early Years The Lyrics of T o m Wa i t s
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