Слова песни «Invitation To The Blues» - Tom Waits

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Tom Waits - "Invitation To The Blues"

Lyrics to Invitation To The Blues :

Well shes up against the register with an apron and a spatula,

Yesterdays deliveries, tickets for the bachelors

Shes a moving violation from her conk down to her shoes,

Well, its just an invitation to the blues



And you feel just like Cagney, she looks like Rita Hayworth

At the counter of the Schwabs drugstore

You wonder if she might be single, shes a loner and likes to mingle

Got to be patient, try and pick up a clue



She said "How you gonna like em, over medium or scrambled'",

You say "Anyways the only way", be careful not to gamble

On a guy with a suitcase and a ticket getting out of here

Its a tired bus station and an old pair of shoes

This aint nothing but an invitation to the blues



But you cant take your eyes off her, get another cup of java,

Its just the way she pours it for you, joking with the customers

Mercy mercy, Mr. Percy, there aint nothing back in Jersey

But a broken-down jalopy of a man I left behind

And the dream that I was chasing, and a battle with booze

And an open invitation to the blues



But she used to have a sugar daddy and a candy-apple Caddy,

And a bank account and everything, accustomed to the finer things

He probably left her for a socialite, and he didnt cept at night,

And then hes drunk and never even told her that her cared

So they took the registration, and the car-keys and her shoes

And left her with an invitation to the blues



Cause theres a Continental Trailways leaving local bus tonight, good evening

You can have my seat, Im sticking round here for a while

Get me a room at the Squire, the filling stations hiring,

And I can eat here every night, what the hell have I got to lose'

Got a crazy sensation, go or stay' now I gotta choose,

And Ill accept your invitation to the blues


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