Standard (EADGBE)

It's midnight, at the Starlite Diner

You said meet me at a corner [sic - quarter] to twelve

and I'm standing in the corner

wishing you were here in my arms,

fare thee well my old friends

fare thee well La da da da

is it possible to love someone too much

you bet

the drugs are in safe

and the clothes are on the couch, intertwined

but none of them are yours

and all of them are mine

so cry

cry like a baby into an ocean of wishes

but it don't ever rain

on a street drenched with painted ladies

fare thee well my old friends

fare thee well La da da

have you ever slept it off to the bones

and woken up at night my love

having dreamt you called them all

every person you could never love

it's a blow out

on a birthday cake

and I'm a birthday candle

floating on the lake

where are you its getting late

its midnight at the starlite diner

you said meet me at a corner to twelve

and I'm standing in the corner

oh there you are

there you are

there you are

there you are