street lamps and poached eggs

peeled my head off the pillow about an hour or so ago
took the dog out for a walk and saved myself from a parking ticket
now my stomach be uneasy from all that damn 3 dollar dewar's
now my head be all heavy painting pictures of vermont ave and all night diners i don't work at



2 block landscapes in a snap
a hazy morning recap
so many honest moments to catch
somewhere between street lamps and poached eggs
rolled cigarettes and onion rings
marty and elaine setting the tempo
at watering holes where the locals sing
somewhere between breakfast burritos
hot sauce and coffee refills
you might stumble upon us
the one-night trio



but i really just be the dewar's girl
handing out discounts to your liver
i just be that visitor
that one night in your world