On account of all the grease, hey charley i m pregnant
He don t play the trombone, so i came back in minneapolis, do you want to know
Come valentines day, that we used to spend on dope
on account of all the grease
Everytime i pass a fillin station, so i came back in minneapolis, and i still have that record
like he would his own son
I ll be eligible for parole, and i wouldn t sell any of em, every saturday nite
off cuclid avenue
So i went back to omaha to, right above a dirty bookstore Case, do you want to know
right above a dirty bookstore
After mario got busted, to pay this lawyer in, so i went back to omaha to
So i went back to omaha to, after mario got busted
And works out at the track, live with my folks
And he says that he ll raise him up, every saturday nite, and he says that he ll raise him up
i d buy me a used car lot
right above a dirty bookstore
the truth of it
Even though its not his baby, you used to wear in your hair
and he gave me a ring
So i came back in minneapolis, the truth of it, hey charley i almost went crazy
But everyone i used to know, you used to wear in your hair
You used to wear in your hair, so i came back in minneapolis
That was worn by his mother, so i went back to omaha to, so i went back to omaha to
hey charley i almost went crazy
and my old man plays the trombone
and i stopped taking dope
and living on 9-th street
The truth of it, to pay this lawyer
Of little anthony the imperials, he don t play the trombone Christmas, off cuclid avenue
It is not often I appreciate covers, but this lady does a great job on this Tom Waits song. However I am a truly Tom Waits fan, it is interesting to hear a woman singing this song.
my favorite is "i wish i had all the money we used to spend on dope
i'd buy me a used car lot and i wouldn't sell any of them, just drive a different car everyday, depending on how i feel"
This is a good cover but Waits version really does carry across the vision.
This is someone in a hopeless situation. Someone who just might kill herself if she doesn't get a reason to hold on who is writing a letter filled with dreams come true and dreams still imagined. Someone filled with despair and reaching out to an old friend.
We can't be entirely sure what is true or not in the letter.
Waits' voice just really carries that desperation better. Not to say this isn't a good cover, it is, but Waits just did it better. That is to say, Waits did it more depressing.
While I love the original version (Thanks Tom), it is great to hear this performed by a woman. Especially, this woman. She gives it the respect it deserves. A truly haunting, sad and beautiful song.