Honky Tonk Avenue

Oh I know wanna sound weak is lookin' old and time to seek While the hooker in the doorway Leaves to turn another cheek And the jukebox in the camberlay Is blearin' out the blues But the blues is just a way of life On honky-tonk Avenue Where the swingers and the hustlers And the evening people dwell Where the neon shines toward heaven While it lights the way to hell Time to survive and time to stay alive S'about all a man can do You can make it anywhere If you can make it out there On Honky-tonk Avenue Where all birds of a feather Were out here on the street in all kinds of weather Were all in this thing together Were just trying to make a living Just trying to get by It's a one-way street to nowhere Where nothing's as it seems It's a multi-car junkyard Full of a thousand broken dreams And it's the end of the line Where the sun don't shine And there's nothing left to lose Well it sure ain't a lot but it's all that we've got On Honky-tonk Avenue Where all birds of a feather Were out here on the street in all kinds of weather Were all in this thing together Were just trying to make a living Just trying to get by Were just trying to make a living Just trying to get by Oh I know wanna sound weak is lookin' old and time to seek