Ain't life strange
Ain't it funny
Nothing matters much but love and money

Things don't work out the way you reckonded
Money comes first
And the love comes second

Cigarettes make the sun come up
Whiskey makes the sun go down
And in between
We do a lot of standing around
It's all I can do
To make it through the day
She wrapped it all in darkness
And I can't find my way, and

I'm walking down the sidewalks of LA
Wishing I had a warmer jacket
And the leaves are falling down
I'm just another man
With an empty handed heart
In an eee-mpty hearted town

It started out alright
Ended up all wrong
Shoulda done, shoulda done
That's my song