Closing time, so don’t light another cigarette,
Bm E D F#
4 AM Go home, try to get some sleep
Bm E Bm G
In the streets it’s dark, not a single silhouette
D G A F#
And the rain is aim to deep.
Feel like dancing, but didn’t bring my dancing shoes.
I’ll make a call, but I haven’t got a dime.
After all by now things are gotten so confused,
Only lyric seemed to rhyme.
Bm E G
It’s nothing I can Do for you.
Bm D E G
Just gonna pack my bags and leave, we’re thru, we’re thru.
Bm E G
If there’s nothing I can Do for you, for you.
Bm D E G
Just gonna pack my bags and leave, we’re thru,
we’re thru, we’re thru…
Sober rub man’s eye, walk around the block again.
The same old windows all’s up by the night.
Empty garbage trucks rumble thru the pouring rain.
That’s a blurry traffic light.
Feel like dancing, but didn’t bring my dancing shoes.
I’ll make a call, but I haven’t got a dime.
After all by now things are gotten so confused,
Only lyric seemed to rhyme. Yeh…
It’s nothing I can Do for you, for you.
Just gonna pack my bags and leave, we’re thru, we’re thru.
If there’s nothing I can Do for you, for you.
Just gonna pack my bags and leave, we’re thru, we’re thru.
