Well, i'm walking down virginia avenue

I'm trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to.

Harold's club is closing, everybody's going on home

What's a poor sailor to do?



I guess i'll get on back into my short, make it back to the fort

Sleepin off all the crazy lizards inside of my brain.

Got to be some place that's better than this

This life i'm leading's driving me insane



And i'm dreaming...



And i'm dreaming to the twilight, this town has got me down.

I've seen all the highlights, i've been walking all around

I won't make a fuss, i'll take a greyhound bus, carry me away from here

Now what have i got to lose?



'cause i'm walking on down columbus avenue

The bars are all closing, 'cause it's quarter a' two

Every town i go to is like a lock without a key

Those i leave behind are catching up on me,

Catching up on me, they're catching up on me

Catching up on me, catching up on me, catching up on me.




more