Walking down the avenue (without you) Between 17th and broadway, it's raining a little today My umbrellas torn and my shoe has a hole I drop a dollar in the beggars bowl Step in a puddle then JUMP to the left I used to live a dream, now i'm bereft Black lines creep down my face as my mascara runs all over the place Walking past an open door Tunes and loons, Let me know more (ha ha ha) Here in the club with my friends sipping gin and tequila blends
