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Gun
it's it's pouring
and you didn't a sweater
will never let you come back home
and on hollywood and
by the thrifty sign
any i'll be willin to bet
there's a young
sweet little wishes
and pretty dreams
standin there and all wet

now there's a off the drag
called the gilbert
a couple letters burned out in the sign
and it's better a bus stop
and they do good
time it rains
for sweet girls
with nothing in jeans
but sweet little
and blue jeans

now it's it's pouring
the old mam is
now i lay me down to
i hear the sirens in the
all the dreams are of chrome
i have no way to get back
i'd die before i wake
like monroe
and my jeans out in
the street and the rain will 'em grow

now the night clerk he got a club
and he's heard every hard story
at least a hundred or more
he says out time is 10 am
and that's just he means
and you go up the
with little wishes
and pretty dreams

now it's raining it's
and hollywods fine
swindle a little out of her
put a letter in the
never a scarecrow
wearin' shades dark
be careful of old bow tie he wears
it takes a sweet bullet
from a blu gun
to put those ribbons in your hair
no that ain't no cherry
4th of july's all
just some playin' that second line
the barrel of a pretty blue gun

no ain't no cherry bomb
4th of july's all
just some fool playin' second line
the barrel of a pretty blue gun