Kirin Patal.
Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis
Hey Charlie, I’m pregnant and living [on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore off [Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin’ dope and I quit [drinkin’ whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone [and works out at the track
Right above a dirty bookstore off [Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin’ dope and I quit [drinkin’ whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone [and works out at the track
He says that he loves me, even though [it’s not his baby
He says that he’ll raise him up like he [would his own son
And he gave me a ring that was worn [by his mother
And he takes me out dancin’ every [Saturday night
He says that he’ll raise him up like he [would his own son
And he gave me a ring that was worn [by his mother
And he takes me out dancin’ every [Saturday night
And hey Charlie, I think about you [everytime I pass a fillin’ station
On account of all the grease you used [to wear in your hair
And I still have that record of Little [Anthony and the Imperials
But someone stole my record player, [now how do you like that?
On account of all the grease you used [to wear in your hair
And I still have that record of Little [Anthony and the Imperials
But someone stole my record player, [now how do you like that?
Hey Charlie, I almost went crazy after [Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha to live with my [folks
But everyone I used to know was [either dead or in prison
So I came back to Minneapolis, this [time I think I’m gonna stay
I went back to Omaha to live with my [folks
But everyone I used to know was [either dead or in prison
So I came back to Minneapolis, this [time I think I’m gonna stay
Hey Charlie, I think I’m happy for the [first time since my accident
And I wish I had all the money we [used to spend on dope
I’d buy me a used car lot and I [wouldn’t sell any of ‘em
I’d just drive a different car every day [dependin’ on how I feel
And I wish I had all the money we [used to spend on dope
I’d buy me a used car lot and I [wouldn’t sell any of ‘em
I’d just drive a different car every day [dependin’ on how I feel
Hey Charlie, for chrissakes, if you [want to know the truth of it
I don’t have a husband, he don’t play [the trombone
I need to borrow money to pay this [lawyer, and Charlie, hey
I’ll be eligible for parole come [Valentine’s day
I don’t have a husband, he don’t play [the trombone
I need to borrow money to pay this [lawyer, and Charlie, hey
I’ll be eligible for parole come [Valentine’s day
Tom Waits, «Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis» (Blue Valentine, 1978).
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