Aural Elixir

open song in pop-up player

Tweet

I see my hands and they don't look like my hands
all wrinkled and white wrapped in 28 but feelin' 49.
I see the way you've been lookin at him
what do I care? he ain't mine but you know that
we've been meetin now for years,
long past the hours decent folk lay to sleep
whisperin winks, whisperin winks
in alleys over sweet bar floor stink
down on Frenchmen Street, How old are these memories?
How will you know when he goes?
How wil you know where, where he goes?
So you leave first, maybe you'll call first,
empty minutes better spent listening to the faling drops of knocked over cocktails , should we get another one to go home?
your place or mine your place or mine it's 5 am closin time
then she'll see you at the Checkpoint and kiss you with a black eye
oh sweet girl there's always another guy, as many as pie
so let's go baking, you know you love to bake
see tortoise and crane count my lucky goldfish and
dance, dance in the rain, whisperin' winks
dance in the rain, whisperin winks