text: Well, Im walking down Virginia Avenue
  Im trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to
  Harolds club is closing and everyones going home
  Whats a poor sailor to do?
  I guess Ill get back into my short make it back to the fort
  Sleepin off the crazy lizards inside of my brain
  Got to be some place thats better than this
  This life Im leadings drivin me insane and Im dreamin
  And Im dreamin to the twilight coz this town has got me down
  Ive seen all the highlights Im walkin all around
  I wont make a fuss, Ill take a Greyhound bus
  Carry me away from here now what have I got to lose?
  Im just walkin down Columbus Avenue
  Bars are all closin, cause its quarter a two
  Every town I go to is like a lock without a key
  The blues I leave behind keep catchin up on me
  Catchin up on me, theyre catchin up on me
  Catchin up on me, catchin up on me, catchin up on me