E F#m All the late night bargains have been struck B C#m B C#m Between the satin beaus and their belles F#m Prehistoric garbage trucks D9 Have the city to themselves Echoes and roars of dinosaurs They're all doing the monster mash And most of the taxis and most of the whores Are only taking calls for cash, mmm Chorus: A B B/A I don't know how it happened E/G# A It all took place so quick E/B E/G# A But all I can do B C#m B/D# Is hand it to you And your latest trick Well now, my door was standing open Security was laid back and lax But it was only my heart got-a broken You must have had a pass key made out of wax You played robbery with insolence And I played the blues in twelve bars down on Lovers' Lane And you never did have the intelligence to use The twelve keys hanging off of my chain Chorus Well, now it's past last call for alcohol Past recall has been here and gone The landlord, he finally paid us all The satin jazzmen have put away their horns And we're standing outside of this wonderland Looking so bereaved and so bereft Like a Bowery bum when he finally understands The bottle's empty and there's nothing left, mmm Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m D# D9 E F#m G# B |