eastern nights

in my twisted arms

you fell asleep

as the cathedral bells rang out

over the chimney pots of harcourt street

i watched the dribs and drabs attending masses

those genuflecting heads

polishing their reading glasses

i watched you sleeping as evening turned to night

but in the morning

you left me traveling to cambodia

so long

little darling

we'll meet again on the road

i heard through a friend of a friend

you were dancing in a multicultural burlesque show

here's to you

my love

those eastern nights

they'll take some beating

though my drunken professions of love

they didn't stop you from leaving

those eastern nights

they left me bitter

and for love nor money

you'd stay with me with

honey

for love nor money

stay with me

for love nor money

you'd stay with me

for love nor money

you'd stay

by the burned out barber shop i earned my keep

pouring my guts out in story and song

for the working classes until i was dead on my feet

then you appeared out of nowhere with a reassuring smile

arm in arm down bachelors walk i swore

that i'd put your past to one side

ah well

here's to you

my love

those eastern nights

they'll take some beating

your collection of beautiful lies

i ate them up and gave thanks for inspiring the spieling

those eastern nights

they left me bitter

and for love nor money

you'd stay with me

honey

for love nor money

you'd stay

for love nor money

you'd stay with me

honey

for love nor money

you'd stay with me

for love nor money

you'd stay with me

honey

for love nor money

stay with me

for love nor money

you'd stay with me

honey

and for love nor money

you'd stay