I dream of you every night
And in every Travel Lite motel
As I wander around the cheap parts of town
With what little I have for spending
Diamonds and guns
Shooting for fun
Spare parts from a busted bicycle
Here I sit and of you I reminisce
On a pawn shop piano
I cut down on running my mouth
Oh how'd I ever survive
But my means of pay are still day to day
And my debts are full and high
Trinkets and toys for little girls and boys
And the hum from a glowing radio
This paradise suits me just nice
On a pawn shop piano
Diamonds and guns
Shooting for fun
From a time they thought would never go
Does it make me a fool
To be playing just for you
On a pawn shop piano

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