New Coat Of Paint - Tom Waits

    Let's put a new coat of paint on this lonesome old town
    Set 'em up, we'll be knockin' em down.
    You wear a dress, baby, and I'll wear a tie.
    We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon in that burgundy sky

    All your scribbled lovedreams, are lost or thrown away,
    Here amidst the shuffle of an overflowing day
    Our love needs a transfusion so let's shoot it full of wine
    Fishin' for a good time starts with throwin'in your line.


    Marco Giunco
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