Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift
  Neath the cement stroll
  Catch the midnight drift
  Forgot you and Charlie
  In the newspaperness
  Grifting hot-horse tips
  On who's running the best
      And I'm blinded by the neon
  Don't try and change my tune
  'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
  I'm drunk on the moon
      And the moon's a silver slipper
  It's pouring champagne stars
  Broadway's like a serpent
  Pulling shiny top-down cars
  Laramer is teeming
  With that undulating beat
  And some Bonneville is screaming
  It's way wilder down the street
      (Chorus)
      Hearts flutter and race
  The moon's on the wane
  Tarts mutter their dream hopes
  The night will ordain
  Come schemers and dancers
  Cherry delight
  As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound
  And it cuts throught the night
      And I've hawked all my yesterdays
  Don't try and change my tune
  Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
  I'm drunk on the moon