God's Favorite Customer

Another night on the straits All bug-eyed and babbling Out on the corner of 7th and A "I'm in the business of living" Yeah, that's something I'd say All I need is a new friend I'm only five blocks away Speak to me Won't you speak, sweet angel? Don't you remember me? I was God's favorite customer Beware the man who has everything Everything that he wants You can spot him from a mile away In his gold chain and only one pair of socks I'm out here testing the maxim That all good things have to stop The bar closes at five But the big man is just opening shop Speak to me (won't you speak to me?) Won't you speak, sweet angel? Don't you remember me? (Don't you remember me?) I was God's favorite customer But now I'm in trouble Speak to me (oh, speak to me) Won't you speak, sweet angel? I need some company (I need some company) I swear, just one more night longer