Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift
'Neath the cement stroll
Catch the midnight drift

Forgot you and Charlie
In the newspaperness
Grifting hot-horse tips

On who's running the best

And I'm blinded by the neon

Don't try and change my tune
'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
I'm drunk on the moon


And the moon's a silver slipper
It's pouring champagne stars

Broadway's like a serpent
Pulling shiny top-down cars
Laramer is teeming

With that undulating beat
And some Bonneville is screaming
It's way wilder down the street


(Chorus)


Hearts flutter and race
The moon's on the wane
Tarts mutter their dream hopes

The night will ordain
Come schemers and dancers
Cherry delight

As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound
And it cuts throught the night


And I've hawked all my yesterdays
Don't try and change my tune
'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone

I'm drunk on the moon