Pack up all my cares & woes Feeling low, here I go Bye bye, Blackbird Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is she Bye bye, Blackbird No one
Winter's coming on Only one place to be With my baby On those streets of New York in the fall No rooms to be had But I can get an add-on I haven't booked
Turn the key & warm up the vehicle Window's foggy & I'm in my little bubble Some are red, some are yellow Black & blue & different colours Mine is green
I should never have come here The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab I know a place, I've seen the face I'll take the coast from factory to factory
