Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone

I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade Light of a silhouette He's insubordinate Coming at you on the count of one, two (one,

I said, "It's High Green, mate Via Hillsborough, please" We'll ask if we can have six in If not we'll have to have two Well, you're coming up our end, aren't you? So I'll get one with you Won't he let us have six in? Especially not with the food He could

Came up out the mud, brush the dirt up off me Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less Hopelessness but I'm in this shit for flesh Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat

You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You`ll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on, now it`s coming Listen to those rails a-thrumming All aboard, get on the "A" train Soon you will

Llévame, llévame, donde dejé mi corazón (yeah, yeah) Llévame, llévame, llévame oh Llévame a ciudad de sol Wind it up slow for me, pick it up, pick it up Solo a ciudad de sol Feel it coming over me (tonight) Solo así junto a ti Don't let the city break

When you answer the door, pick up the phone You won't find me 'cause I'm not coming home To find yourself alone And does it make you sad And does it make you mad To find that I have grown To see the strength that I have shown I'll bet it hurts so bad

Don't you worry girl You know that I'm coming back for you I'll be back for you So you better wait up Keeping the bed warm for me All night putting your whisper on me Coming back for you, yeah When you close your eyes

You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You`ll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on, now it`s coming Listen to those rails a-thrumming All aboard, get on the "A" train Soon you will

Why won't you answer? Midnight in Dover Sun's coming up now I guess it's over All those things I ever thought Would never end To think they're now all memories Sends me round the bend