Tom Waits - Downtown

“Red Pants and the Sugarman in the Temple Street gloom Drinkin’ Chivas Regal in a four dollar room Just another dead soldier in a powder blue night Sugarman says, “Baby, everything’s alright“ Goin’ downtown, downtown, town Goin’ down, downtown Montclaire de Havelin doin’ the dance Lookin’ for someone to chop the lumber in his pants How am I gonna unload all this ice and all this mink? All the traffic in the streets but it’s so hard to think Goin’ downtown, downtown, town Goin’ down, downtown Frankie wearin’ lipstick, Pierre Cardin I swear to God, I seen him holdin’ hands with Jimmy Bond Sally’s high on crank and hungry for some sweets Fem in the sheets but she butch in the streets Goin’ downtown, downtown, town Goin’ down, downtown It’s cool of the evening, the sun’s goin’ down Want to hold you in my arms, I want to push you around I wa