Muriel (Tom Waits 1977)
Muriel, since you left town the clubs closed down There's one more burned out lamp-post on the main street Down where we used to stroll And muriel I still hit all the same old haunts You follow me wherever I go Muriel I see you on a Saturday night In a penny arcade with your hair tied back The diamond twinkle is in your eye Is the only wedding ring that I'll buy you Muriel Muriel, how many times I've left this town To hide from your memory It haunts me But I only get as far as the next whisky bar I buy another cheap cigar and I'll see you every night Hey Muriel, Muriel Hey buddy, got a light?
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