Thump, thump rhythm of broken pavement
buildings leaning into
the rusty sunset
night approaches surreptitiously
street lights flicker mysteriously
beat up cars
line the street full of bars
Union Hall call
middle class meeting
on a Friday night
with George Jones
singing it up right
and all the ladies are dressed up
best
in their polyester dress
River town drown
all sorrows flowing
all troubles throwing
pass the corner fight
and just keep driving
a busty town
a lusty night
the Ridge Street girls
are calling your name
don't look too close
or you'll never be the same
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