one book on Zevon open and another on Van Gogh, because the wind chill is -13 and football season's over too, late news: high school hockey, house fire, more lake effect snow.
Well I soon fell in with thugs and thieves
and gamblers from the beach
And the devil himself sugggested an all-night game
But the night winds came along
Like some dark-eyed senorita's song
And blew my straight flush out across the waves
I've got a million dollar bill
And they can't change it
They won't let me leave until my tab is paid
So I might as well settle down yes
And buy the house another round
Send my mail to the Rosarita Beach Cafe
- WZ, "Rosarita Beach Cave"
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