Last One of the Night People

The waitresses counted their tips And all went home Bartenders just closed the door The place down the street has been closed for two hours There's no place to have just one more And you've played all your best riffs And you told all your best jokes You sang all of the songs you know And the girl you've been eyeing down at the first table She left half an hour ago You're the last one of the night people Walking with your coat in your hands You're the last one of the night people Hitting the streets once again The sky's getting brighter Oh, it shows mornings promise Look, the sun's coming up before long The streets are so empty But soon they'll be filling With the workday rush hour throng And you stare at the ground As you're walking along Remembering the holes in your shoes The rhythm of footsteps keeps echoing over And over the beat of the blues You're the last one of the night people Taking your time, walking slow You're the last one of the night people Kicking a can as you go Counting the lamp posts All the cracks in the sidewalks You're staring with eyes open wide You see your reflection In the shops that are sleeping Oh, you know that reflection inside And there's only one car In the streets still in motion It's the cops on their morning patrol See they pay no attention 'Cause it's business at usual It just takes one glance, and they'll know You're the last one of the night people Trying to get home before dawn You're the last one of the night people Waking and singing your song You're just walking and singing Singing and living it's all