Well I’m waiting standing on the corner And it’s coming 40 past the hour In the midnight lonely freezing hour With my insides churning in the gutter
And I’m waiting 40 past midnight Catching rain in the soda light Won’t you come & call me to your window Please don’t leave me waiting on the corner
We could have the best time if you lighten up your life With my pockets holey in the inside With my bus ride rolling in the gutter But if you would only light your lamp light Then I would be here than any other
Well I’m waiting 40 past midnight Catching cold in the pouring rain Won’t you come & take me to your door So I can take myself home again
When I’m waiting standing on the corner And the soda light begins to flicker And it’s getting 40 past the hour And I think I won’t see what I figure Well I’m waiting freezing on the inside Staring up at your window pane If you won’t come see me this evening I can see myself here again
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