The Black and The White-The Alternate Routes

Well, it＇s five of nine and I＇m over you I＇m gonna do whatever this empty bottle tells me to And I＇m so excited that I feel no pain Finally everything＇s right in place with my heart again And there no ends I can＇t see There＇s nothing but the summer in me Sing, hey la de day I come out tonight I look to get lost in the black and the white Put the colors in me Remembering when I start looking over my shoulder again Over your shoulder And it＇s a holiday weekend, only twelve twenty-five I walk down to this neighborhood place and I＇m feeling alive And it＇s trapped in the alley and the lighting is fair And the bartender＇s laughing with strangers I reach from the wall and I pull up a chair Singing ＂luck be a lady, this is where I belong＂ And I know that you＇re somewhere singing along Sing, hey la de day I come out tonight I look to get lost in the black and the white Put the colors in me Remembering when I start looking over my shoulder again Over your shoulder And there once was a dozen now there＇s only a few And it＇s just past one thirty and I＇m over you And there in across town shadows I steal away I let a gin shot of whiskey take a good man back to his yesterdays And it starts me on thinking that you should have stayed And I think about sleeping tonight in the bed that you made Sing, hey la de day I come out tonight I look to get lost in the black and the white Put the colors in me Remembering when I start looking over my shoulder again Over your shoulder