My coat is black and the moon is yellow
here is where i get off
as you can see for yourself old girl in the green book
i tango down to the smoky lobby
my eyes adjust to the light
the new cashier looks like jill st. john
can that be right?
i'm rolling into the bar at joey's
they're getting ready to close
and here she comes very "kiss me deadly"
my life, my love, my third hand rose
flash ahead to a yummy playback
just you and me in a room
double dreaming a page at a time in the green book
The torso rocks and the eyes are keepers
now where'd we sample those legs?
i'm thinking marilyn 4.0 in the green book
i like the neon i love the music
anachronistic but nice
the seamless segue from fun to fever
it's a sweet device
i'm so in love with this dirty city
this crazy grid of desire
the festive icons along the way
the boardwalk, the lovers, the house on fire
she's kinda cute but a little younger
she's got the mood and the moves
it's kinda scary to dig yourself in the green book