A Sweet Little Bullet From A Pretty Blue Lyrics - Singles - Tom Waits

But it's raining, it's pouring 

Didn't bring a sweater 

Nebraska never lets you come back home 

No Hollywood wine by the thrifty mart sign 

Any night I'll be willin' to bet 

There's a young girl 

With sweet little dreams, pretty blue wishes 

Standin' there, just gettin' all wet 

And now there's a place off the drag 

Called the Gilbert Hotel 

And now the couple letter 

Burned out in the sign 

And it's better than the bus stop 

And they do good business every time it rains 

For little girls with nothing in their jeans 

Pretty blue wishes, sweet little dreams 

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And it's raining, it's pouring 

The old man is snoring 

Now I lay me down to sleep 

I hear the sirens in the street 

All my dreams are made of chrome 

I have no way to get back home 

I'd rather die before I wake like Marilyn Monroe 

And you could throw my dreams out in the street 

And let the rain make 'em grow 

Now the night clerk, he got a club foot 

He's heard every hard luck story 

At least a hundred times or more 

He says, check out time is 10 a.m. 

And that's just what he means 

Go on up the stairs 

With your sweet little wishes 

Your pretty blue dreams 

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And it's raining, it's pouring 

And Hollywood's just fine 

Swindle a little girl out of her dreams 

Now the letter in the sign 

Now, never trust a scarecrow wearin' shades after dark 

Be careful of that old bow tie he wears 

It takes a sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun 

To put those scarlet ribbons in your hair 

No, that ain't no cherry bomb 

4th of July's all done 

It's just some fool playin' that second line 

From the barrel of a pretty blue gun 

No, that ain't no cherry bomb 

4th of July's all done 

That some fool playin' that second line 

From the barrel of a pretty blue gun