Standard (EADGBE)

Well it's raining it's pouring, you didn't bring a sweater

 Nebraska'll never let you come back home

Hollywood and Vine by the Thrifty Mart sign

 any night I'll be willin' to bet

 There's a young girl with sweet little dreams and pretty blue wishes

 standin' there just gettin' all wet

 And there's a place off the drag called the Gilbert Hotel

 and there's a couple letters burned out in the sign

 And it's better than a bus stop they do good business every time it rains

for little girls with nothing in their jeans

but pretty blue wishes and sweet little jeans

 And it's raining it's pouring, the old man is snoring

Now I lay me down to sleep

I hear the sirens in the street

All my dreams are made of chrome

 I have no way to get back home

 I'd rather die before I wake

 like Marilyn Monroe

 and you could throw my dreams out in the street

 and let the rain make 'em grow

(Solo)

 Now the night clerk he got a club foot

He's heard every hard luck story

 at least a hundred times or more

 He says: Check out time is 10 a.m.

and that's just what it means

Go on up the stairs

 with sweet little wishes and pretty blue dreams

 And it's raining it's pouring and Hollywood's just fine

Swindle a little girl out of her dreams

 another letter in the sign

Now never trust a scarecrow wearin' shades after dark

  be careful of that old bow tie he wears

It takes a sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun

 to put those scarlet ribbons in your hair

(Solo)

 No, that ain't no cherry bomb

 4th of July's all done

Just some fool playin' that second line

 from the barrel of a pretty blue gun

 No, that ain't no cherry bomb

 4th of July's all done

Just some fool playin' that second line

 from the barrel of a pretty blue gun