I know this bar
With a jukebox full of medicine
And christmas lights blinking

Around a clouded mirror
Its not that far
From Voelkers Bowling alley

Just go up there and turn right
Its about 3 blocks from here


You'll probably find grace
Her shift starts at happy hour
She's got this sweet face

Easy as tea leaves to read
You gotta know what to look for
You gotta know what's there to find

But I guess you don't really know her
So nevermind


I used to hang out a lot around there
In that part of town
Where all the white kids

still have feathered hair

I know this song

With this one really killer line
I don't remember it exactly
But it slays me everytime

Its on the jukebox there
Number 5403
Go put that song on for me won't you

And make Gracie think of me