The sidewalk is rushing at my head again
I'm lying on the street in the rain and wind
From doing forward rolls down avenue A
With my guitar on my back, don't let it end this way
Somehow I dialed my cell
I didn't know I could get service in hell
How quickly can you get here, don't know where I am dear
Finally the world actually seems to be revolving around me
Shoo-be-doo-be-doo-wop
I overdid it at the soda shop
Thanks for being my girl at the
I-don't-know-when-to-stop sock hop
You held my head over the edge of the bed
I remember it now, but at the time I thought I was dead
You put a pan there, and held back my hair
How can I repay you for saving me and my hardwood floor?
And when the world stopped spinning 'round
I picked the pan up off the ground
I read my upheaves, much like tea leaves
They said it's over, so get sober, or you'll die again
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