Well it s raining it s pouring, you didn t bring a sweater
Nebraska ll never let you come back home
Hollywood and Vine by the Thrifty Mart sign
any night I ll be willin to bet
There s a young girl with sweet little dreams and pretty blue wishes
standin there just gettin all wet
And there s a place off the drag called the Gilbert Hotel
and there s a couple letters burned out in the sign
And it s better than a bus stop they do good business every time it rains
for little girls with nothing in their jeans
but pretty blue wishes and sweet little jeans
And it s raining it s pouring, the old man is snoring
Now I lay me down to sleep
I hear the sirens in the street
All my dreams are made of chrome
I have no way to get back home
I d rather die before I wake
like Marilyn Monroe
and you could throw my dreams out in the street
and let the rain make em grow
(Solo)
Now the night clerk he got a club foot
He s heard every hard luck story
at least a hundred times or more
He says: Check out time is 10 a.m.
and that s just what it means
Go on up the stairs
with sweet little wishes and pretty blue dreams
And it s raining it s pouring and Hollywood s just fine
Swindle a little girl out of her dreams
another letter in the sign
Now never trust a scarecrow wearin shades after dark
be careful of that old bow tie he wears
It takes a sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun
to put those scarlet ribbons in your hair
(Solo)
No, that ain t no cherry bomb
4th of July s all done
Just some fool playin that second line
from the barrel of a pretty blue gun
No, that ain t no cherry bomb
4th of July s all done
Just some fool playin that second line
from the barrel of a pretty blue gun
