Every Saturday the nighthawks pile into the diner
on the corner of Marigold and Vine
Coffee for a dime, but the waitress cost extra
Pigs in a blanket and daffy on the tube;
coffee taste like late night rendezvous;
laughs and memories of Saturday night

In a booth sits a lonely blonde smoking a Chesterfield
drinking cold coffee with yesterday's cream
wearing a black and blue dress to match the color of her eye
Her man ran out with all her money, so she waits;
because it's too cold outside where the bums are fast asleep
and she's not ready for the next resurrection

A solitary sailor sits at the counter wearing a p-coat
and crackerjack hat waiting for the waitress to come back
Her rhinestone studded name tag say's, Irene;
the name of a Maxwell House coffee queen
with scrambled egg yellow in her hair
A real doll for the late night crowd

Outside the Texaco sign burns a red white and blue special
while the paper man hawks his morning late night edition
Across the street the Park and Drive
is filled with yesterdays Coupé deville
awaiting the coming dawn

Sun slowly punches another day into the sky,
spilling a carpet of diamonds from its guts
as the city sweeps away the cobwebs and decay;
all the promises of another Saturday night.

"Hey Jack, when did you get back in town?"

"Hey man, I didn't even know what town I was in."

"Didn't know what town."

"No man, what town is this this?" 

"Oh Jack, you kill me."


Memories of Saturday Night (Lyrics in description)

This empty old house seems smaller now 
Where our children grew and scuffed across these wooden floors
Sometimes I still hear an echo from small voices in the summer air
Everything echoes
(Everything  Echoes)
in an empty old house you know
Think I’ll take it with me when I go

You were so young in your white dress 
The old women scoffed, saying. “It will never last.”
Remember how drunk I got before passing out?
Oh, my love, you were so mad, but it never showed
Think I’ll take it with me when I go 
Think I’ll take it with me when I go 

Time clicks away the time it takes to create a memory 
Young hands become old, but love is what you keep
Even when you sleep, even when you sleep.
Time clicks away a year into a lifetime of memories
In my heart is a memory of you I still keep
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep

There is a woman in a picture frame hanging on the wall
Of a new old house across town, but it’s really not too far
She is cooking dinner, or maybe washing clothes 
She moves a little slower now, but now we all move slow
Think I’ll take it with me when I go 

Time clicks away a year into a lifetime of memories
In my heart is a memory of you I still keep
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
Time clicks away a year into a lifetime of memories
In my heart is a memory of you I still keep
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
(Even when)
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
(Even when)
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
(Even when)
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 

(Even when I sleep, even when I sleep )
(Even when I sleep, even when I sleep )
(Even when I sleep, even when I sleep )

Even When I Sleep (Lyrics in description)

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