Saturday Noir: Bob Schneider, “Chinatown”
There’s a cold wind blowin’ down the ninety nine
And the ghosts of New York City they all doin’ just fine
When that little Smith and Wesson went and lit up the night
All she showed when she heard were them cold pearly whitesNone of them kisses dropped down in the hole
While the midnight sun played the starring role
Was gonna turn around that black Cadillac
Filled with little white rails, just the cold hard factsSo when you done dancing and the rain slows down
We’ll all meet up at Eddy’s o’er in ChinatownThink you got the answers but you got it all wrong
The days too short and the nights are way too long
Wake up to find your whole world falling apart
In a fifty dollar dress over a broken heartDig in the dirt while you’re dancing with the dogs
Rollin’ around lost in a fog
Bangin’ on tomorrow like a big black drum
Kick your head back and spit at the sunSo when you done dancing and the rain slows down
We’ll all meet up at Eddy’s o’er in Chinatown
We’ll all meet up at Eddy’s o’er in ChinatownThere’s fifty on the table there’s trouble down the line
There’s 200,000 dollars nobody’s ever gonna find
You know you’ll never see her come walking through the door
And the bars about to close and the sky’s about to pourYou take your last slug and stumble out into the street
You pull out your gun and you whisper trick or treat
And as you pull the trigger beyond a shadow of a doubt
You hear her sayin’ the name and the lights go outSo when you get done dancing and the rain slows down
We’ll all meet up at Eddy’s o’er in Chinatown
We’ll all meet up at Eddy’s o’er in Chinatown
We’ll all meet up at Eddy’s o’er in Chinatown