作词 : Waits
All night long on the broken glasslivin in a medicine chestmediteromanian hotel backsprawled across a roll top deskthe monkey rode the blade on anoverhead fanthey paint the donkey blue if you pay
I got a telephone call from 
Istanbulmy baby's coming home todaywill you sell me one of those if 
I shave my headget me out of town is what fireball saidnever trust a man in a blue trench coatnever drive a car when you're dead
Saturday's a festival
Friday's a gemdye your hair yellowand raise your hemfollow me to beulah's ondry creek road
I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewedtake me down to buy a tuxon red rose beargot to cut a hole in the day
I got a telephone call from 
Istanbulmy baby's coming home today