Richard Bryant

All the lovelorn on the blue Avenue

Stamp their feet and ask me why haven't you

Been around to see them today?

I shrug, I smile, I roll my good eye

And here's what I say

I thought I saw her up by the chimney tops

Drinking beer and tossing forget-me-nots

To the crowded sidewalks below

I can't be sure, but it sure looked a lot like

The dear friend we know

But then I walk and I crawl to your basement

And offer my shoulder to pillow your chin

You raise yourself slowly up on one elbow

And say let the waltz of the blue devils begin!

And we dance like demons down in the furnace room

Spill red wine, green weed we might burn us some

Spin around and hold on real tight

We strut, we glide and we dance the Waltz of

The Blue Devils Tonight!