My circus train pulls through the night Full of lions and trapeze artists I'm done with elephants and clowns I want to Run away and join the office Aimless sister, you're surrounded Angel-faced and I'm astounded How sweet you are In your long, black American Car And you know just where to find me If I don't know who you are You will remind me There's a girl down in the bar A flaming star upon her shoulder Slugging hot pink frozen drinks To put the foot down on her smolder Easy, Cowboy, what's the rush now? She may cleave me like a snowplow. How sweet you are All the lazy days are gone. Still the grind is grinding on. Throw the memories in a drawer. Lock myself behind a door.