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Intro:
Well she's up against the register with an apron and a spatula
With yesterday's deliveries and the tickets for the bachelors
She's a moving violation from her conk down to her shoes
But it's just an invitation to the blues
And you feel just like Cagney she loks like Rita Hayworth
At the counter of the Schwab's drugstore
You wonder if she might be single she's a loner and likes to mingle
Got to be patient try and pick up a clue
She said "How you gonna like 'em over medium or scrambled?"
You say "Anyway's the only way" be careful not to gamble
On a guy with a suitcase and a ticket getting out of here
In a tired bus station in an old pair of shoes
This ain't no thing but an invitation to the blues
But you can't take your eyes off her get another cup of java
And it's jus t the way she pours it for you joking with the customers
Mercy mercy Mr. Percy there ain't nothing back in Jersey
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But a broken-down jalopy of a man I left behind
And a dream that I was chasing
a battle with booze
And an open invitation to the blues
But she used to have a sugar daddy and a candy-apple Caddy
And a bank account and everything accustomed to the finer things
He probably left her for a socialite and he didn't love her 'cept at night
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And then he's drunk and never even told her that he cared
So they took the registration
And the car-keys and her shoes
And left her with an invitation to the blues
<u>Gm7</u> <u>A7+</u> <u>Dm</u>
(...solo sax)
'Cause there's a Continental Trailways leaving local bus tonight good evening
You can have my seat I'm sticking round here for a while
Get me a room at the Squire the filling station's hiring
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And I can eat here every night what the hell have I got to lose?
Got a crazy sensation
Go or stay? now I gotta choose
And I'll accept your invitation to the blues
(moins de barrés)