Written by Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan



I put my chips on her shoulder

running in the carnival time

she bought the things that I told her

they made her eyes sparkle and shine

together we'll ring in the new year

I know that she'll be my queen

and if I fall asleep in your arms

please wake me up in my dreams

Her out-fit was all made of vinyl

like nothing I've ever seen

when our divorces are final

She'll fit right into my scheme

next to the pawnshop's a chapel

I'll show you just what I mean

and if I fall asleep in your arms

please wake me up in my dreams