I went walking through the red light. Through the dark night, in the winter. Pretty girls in the window. Pretty girls staring back at me. I went walking cross the St. Charles.
Too bad I don't get my own way. Want champagne, all they got is cabernet. And I'm wastin' all my time. I feel good but there's a tear in my eye. Rain fallin' from a cloudless sky.
Well I spent all my money at the record store. Bought a copy of "Revolver" and some Gang of Four. Singles going steady. Billie Holliday. They had it all on vinyl.