A Sweet Little Bullet From A Pretty Blue Gun

歌詞

Well it's raining it's pouring Didn't bring a sweater Nebraska never let you come back home And 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 the sign And it's better then the bus stop And they do good business Every time it rains For little girls With nothing in their jeans But pretty blue wishes Sweet little thing And it's raining it's pouring 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 throw my dreams out in The street 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 10am And that's just what he means Go up the stairs With your sweet little wishes Your pretty blue dreams And it's raining it's pouring Hollywood's just fine Swindle a little 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