Lyrics Catawalling Alley In Nice - Tony Joe White
                                                Midnight 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                pace 
                                                around 
                                                the 
                                                room
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sleep 
                                                won't 
                                                come 
                                                daylight 
                                                comes 
                                                too 
                                                soon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somewhere 
                                                    I 
                                                hear 
                                                    a 
                                                woman's 
                                                laughter 
                                                floating 
                                                up 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                already 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                morning 
                                                after 
                                                by 
                                                this 
                                                Catawalling 
                                                alley 
                                                in 
                                                Nice
 
                                    
                                
                                                Through 
                                                bloodshot 
                                                eyes 
                                                distortion 
                                                on 
                                                this 
                                                topless 
                                                beach
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                place 
                                                to 
                                                run 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                rocks 
                                                they 
                                                bruise 
                                                the 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                little 
                                                doll 
                                                is 
                                                thrown 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                princess 
                                                rests 
                                                in 
                                                her 
                                                Bel 
                                                Air 
                                                suite
 
                                    
                                
                                                Things 
                                                fall 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                they 
                                                ought 
                                                to 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                Catawalling 
                                                alley 
                                                in 
                                                Nice
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                long 
                                                way 
                                                from 
                                                home 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                casino 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                sea
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                cards 
                                                are 
                                                drawn 
                                                the 
                                                joker 
                                                cries 
                                                silently
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somewhere 
                                                there's 
                                                    a 
                                                lover 
                                                bleeding
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                the 
                                                moon 
                                                takes 
                                                more 
                                                than 
                                                it 
                                                needs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                in 
                                                time 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                leaving 
                                                this 
                                                Catawalling 
                                                alley 
                                                in 
                                                Nice
 
                                    
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