Dreary Memphis city night

Dark like a Kennedy's veil

Shaky like them motorcycle lights

Leading all them angels at hell

I gave out my very last dime

Laid out the bartenders all in a line

We weren't fighting, we just drank 'em out of time

Down at Printer's Alley

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So let the poets be poets and the cops just give us a ride

We ain't worried about your hands of time

Just let it slide

And let it slide

You know Elvis said only two things were certain Hookers and Coupe Devilles

Messing with that old boy down at the pool hall surely get your young ass killed

I'm too tired for fighting

I'd rather wear myself out with a smile

We'll stay up with some good bar stores

Beat up time for a while

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So let the poets be poets and the cops just give us a ride

We ain't worried about your hands of time

Just let it slide

And let it slide

Oh you know it's nights like these

I get down on my knees

And pray the Lord the sun won't shine

'Till I'm done having my big time

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So let the poets be poets and the cops just give us a ride

We ain't worried about your hands of time

Just let it slide

And let it slide