[1] I'm just a lonesome L.A. [^b7] cowboy [4] hangin' out and hangin' [5] on
To your [1] window ledge [^b7] callin' your name from [4] midnight until [5] dawn
I've been [4] smokin' dope [5] snortin' coke [1] tryin' to write a [4] song
Forgettin' every-[1]-thing I know 'til the [5] next line comes [1] along
[4] Forgettin' every-[1]-thing I know 'til the [5] next line comes [1] along

[1] So many pretty people in this [5] city and I swear [4] some of them are [1] girls
I'll meet 'em down at Barney's [5] Beanery in their [4] platform shoes and [5] spit curls
[1] I'll buy 'em drinks [5] we smoke our hopes and try to [1] make it one more [4] night
But when I'm left [1] alone at last I feel like [5] I'll die from [1] fright

I know Kris and Rita and Marty Mull are meetin' at the Troubadour
We'll get it on with the joy of cookin' while the crowd calls out for more
Around six o'clock this mornin' I'll be gettin' kinda slow
When all the shows are over honey tell me where do you think I go