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The Ghosts Of Saturday Night (After Hours At Napoleone's Pizza House)

アーティスト:Tom Waits  アルバム:The Heart Of Saturday Night 

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A cab combs the snake tryin' to rake in that last night's fare And a solitary sailor Who spends the facts of his life like small change on strangers Paws his inside P-coat pocket for a welcome twenty-five cents And the last bent butt from a package of Kents As he dreams of a waitress with Maxwell House eyes And marmalade thighs with scrambled yellow hair Her rhinestone-studded moniker says, "Irene" As she wipes the wisps of dishwater blonde from her eyes And the Texaco beacon burns on The steel-belted attendant with a 'Ring and Valve Special' Cryin' "Fill'er up and check that oil" "You know it could be the distributor and it could be your coil."


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