Come on, Joey, get out of school
We got places to go
A '57 Lincoln you got a radio that hurts
And the girls like to touch it
Just to find out if it works
Don't look at me
It wasn't me
Joey live on the edge of the corner
Living on the run
I like to ride in the middle
I'm just tryin' to have some fun
Until the pirates come
And I won't need a pilot
'Cause I got a pirate who might sail
Somewhere, I heard, far away
You wait for me
So I'm holding on
To your rainbow sleeves
Well, goodbye, boys
My buddy boys
Oh, my sad-eyed Sinatras
It's a cold globe around the sea
You keep the shirt that I bought ya
But I know you'll get the chance to make it
And nothing's gonna stop you
You just reach right out and take it
You say, "So long, lonely avenue"
Hey, so long, lonely avenue
Well, I'll see you there
Wait and see
Be lookin' for me
Just like you
Just like me, yeah
