Dreary Memphis city night
Dark like a Kennedy's veil
Shaky like them motorcycle lights
Leading all them angels at hell
I gave out my very last dime
Laid out the bartenders all in a line
We weren't fighting, we just drank 'em out of time
Down at Printer's Alley

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So let the poets be poets and the cops just give us a ride
We ain't worried about your hands of time
Just let it slide
And let it slide

You know Elvis said only two things were certain Hookers and Coupe Devilles
Messing with that old boy down at the pool hall surely get your young ass killed
I'm too tired for fighting
I'd rather wear myself out with a smile
We'll stay up with some good bar stores
Beat up time for a while

(Chorus)
So let the poets be poets and the cops just give us a ride
We ain't worried about your hands of time
Just let it slide
And let it slide
Oh you know it's nights like these
I get down on my knees
And pray the Lord the sun won't shine
'Till I'm done having my big time

(Chorus)
So let the poets be poets and the cops just give us a ride
We ain't worried about your hands of time
Just let it slide
And let it slide