Stroll to the cafe
My God how time flies
And I close up my brain
And another friend dies
And me I'm just the same
Soaking up Broadway
Nightlife in Detroit
And I'd buy New York ladies
If these lights weren't so bright
And me I wasn't there
Stagger down Main Street
A knife in my side
I fall to the gutter
In tears but with pride
And me I'm not that kind
I've been searching for my shadow in vain
How can I be still while my lifeline remains
With him
Try to steal a needle
Bring peace to my head
And I'm stumbling down alleys
I find killers instead
and me I'm the cause of it all
Street corner women
Are taking their toll
Now they look at me, I'm dying
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