Drunk On The Moon Lyrics - The Heart Of Saturday Night - Tom Waits

Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift 

'Neath the cement stroll catch the midnight drift 

Cigar chewing charlie in that newspaper nest 

Grifting hot horse tips on who's running the best 

And I'm blinded by the neon 

Don't try and change my tune 

'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone 

I'm drunk on the moon 

The moon's a silver slipper it's pouring champagne stars 

Broadway's like a serpent pulling shiny top-down cars 

Laramer is teeming with that undulating beat 

And some Bonneville is screaming it's way wilder down the street 

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And I'm blinded by the neon 

Don't try and change my tune 

I thought I heard a saxophone 

I'm drunk on the moon 

Hearts flutter and race the moon's on the wane 

Tarts mutter their dream hopes the night will ordain 

Come schemers and dancers cherry delight 

As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound and it cuts throught the night 

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And I've hawked all my yesterdays 

Don't try and change my tune 

I thought I heard a saxophone 

I'm drunk on the moon