Leon Shelley - Come Out Tonight

Short tempered waitress from the upper west side
Drinking like a regal banging rails on the side
Waiting on a burger with a big bowl of fries
Red twenty seven better be lucky tonight

Cruising a jalopy through Oklahoma fast
Got my mind on the grapes of wrath
Bring your smile and your cigarettes
Light the candles, burn down this address

Everyone wants to come out tonight
Black bandanas and top hats alright
Shoes on my feet and diamonds on my rings
Don't thank me, you don't owe me anything

Spoon from the sugar bowl and knife from the bench
Help me out out of this jam, I'm in a bit of a pinch
Gas light's flashing, so's the engine alarm
Come down here with all your trinkets and charms

Don't say sorry it's alright I think
Quarter past unlucky bet on me to sink
Come out evens, I'm counting on bliss
Step out for a moment, Come to terms with this

Everyone wants to come out tonight
Black bandanas and top hats alright
Shoes on my feet and diamonds on my rings
Don't thank me, you don't owe me anything

My skin is peeling since I seen the sun
I look like a fence post smoking a cigar
I'm with a gorilla in a fur coat
Throwing up on myself while driving home

Slide on in and cut some one else lunch
Tell your tales from Struggle Street
Toot the saxophone and give it to us
One glass of sangria is never enough

Everyone wants to come out tonight
Black bandanas and top hats alright
Shoes on my feet and diamonds on my rings
Don't thank me, you don't owe me anything

Don't thank me, you don't owe me anything

Written by:
Leon Shelley

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