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Tom Waits - A Sweet Little Bullet From A Pretty Blue Gun

A Sweet Little Bullet From A Pretty Blue Gun
Tom Waits
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Well, it's raining it's pouring,
You didn't bring a sweater,
Nebraska will never let you come back home

Now on Hollywood and Vine
By the Thrifty Mart sign
Any night i'll be willin' to bet

There's a young girl
With sweet little dreams and pretty blue wishes
Standin' there just gettin' all wet

Now there's a place off the drag
Called the Gilbert Hotel
And there's a couple letters
Burned out in the sign

And it's better than a bus stop,
They do good business every time it rains
For little girls with nothing in their jeans
But pretty blue wishes and sweet little dreams

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: "Сheck out time is 10 am"
And that's just what it means,
Go on up the stairs
With sweet little wishes and pretty blue dreams

And it's raining it's pouring
And Hollywood's just fine,
Swindle a little girl out of her dreams
Another 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,
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,
Just some fool playin' that second line
From the barrel of a pretty blue gun

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