My time of day is the dark time
A couple of deals before dawn
When the street belongs to the cop
And the janitor with the mop
And the grocery clerks are all gone
And the smell of the rain-washed pavement
Comes up clean, and fresh, and cold
And the streetlamp light
Fills the gutter with gold
That's my time of day
My time of day
And you're the only folks I ever wanted to share it with me
That's my time of day
My time of day
And you're the only folks I ever wanted to share it with me
A couple of deals before dawn
When the street belongs to the cop
And the janitor with the mop
And the grocery clerks are all gone
And the smell of the rain-washed pavement
Comes up clean, and fresh, and cold
And the streetlamp light
Fills the gutter with gold
That's my time of day
My time of day
And you're the only folks I ever wanted to share it with me
That's my time of day
My time of day
And you're the only folks I ever wanted to share it with me
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