waitin in an all night cafe drunk half out of my mind down to my last cigarette tryin to kill some time i don t know why i do it spend a day at another s girl place she knew that when i open the door she could see by the look on my face waitin for me she s waitin for me no other girl could take it another girl d just give in another girl d throw out on the street no other girl would take me back again a chapman takes his hat off he likes his coffee black soon i ll have to face the fact she knows that i ll be back the busboy speaks in spanish the waitress checks her hair i been so many nights on the town she ll always be there i don t know why i do it some day she might be gone i buy a new pack of cigarettes i ve been in this joint along no other girl would take me back again no other girl would take me back again