Bare Bones

Outta town girls, they all just want a chance to see the cityscape And lead a looser game with all the town boys They all just want a chance with 'em I understand you can bet your bare bones She'll be coming back for more And what for? Should've called, should've wrote, leave a note for her before you close that door For some closure You know she told ya she loves the way you speak To her, in the margins of a postcard she keeps from you Where are the marks of your failed arts? Have your daydreams been keeping you clean? (No!) You never say what you need to make me believe you're the one that means it I hope it ain't you, I hope it ain't you to let me down Don't fail me now, I'm running thin And I've just begun to wonder when you'll let me in, in, in, in, in I've got Jesus in my eye, and the Devil in the corner Making rye whiskey and gin Don't you say that ain't him You should've seen him when he came in He said, "The Yankees played today, they played But in the eighth the Sox, they clutched the game At least the Mets are getting laid Oh yeah, that's what they say" Bet your bare bones Everybody, everywhere, is coming to your party I heard this was the place to be, yeah Not a lot that you can't get for free, here Where are the scars of your failed arts? Have your daydreams been keeping you clean? (No!) You never say what you need to make me believe you're the one that means it But I hope it ain't you, I hope it ain't you to let me down Don't fail me now, I'm running thin And I've just begun to wonder when you'll let me in, in, in, in, in