Honky Tonk Avenue

Oh, I know wanna sound weak
 Is lookin' old and time to seek
 While the hooker in the doorway
 Leaves to turn another cheek
 And the jukebox in the Camberlay
 Is blearing out the blues
 But the blues is just a way of life
 On Honky tonk Avenue
 Where the swingers and the hustlers
 And the evening people dwell
 Where the neon shines toward heaven
 While it lights the way to hell
 Time to survive and time to stay alive
 S' about all a man can do
 You can make it anywhere
 If you can make it out there
 On Honky tonk Avenue
 Where all birds of a feather
 Were out here on the street
 In all kinds of weather
 Were all in this thing together
 Were just trying to make a living
 Just trying to get by
 It's a one-way street to nowhere
 Where nothing's as it seems
 It's a multi-car junkyard
 Full of a thousand broken dreams
 And it's the end of the line
 Where the sun don't shine
 And there's nothing left to lose
 Well it sure ain't a lot but it's all that we've got
 On Honky-Tonk Avenue
 Where all birds of a feather
 Were out here on the street in all kinds of weather
 Were all in this thing together
 Were just trying to make a living
 Just trying to get by
 Were just trying to make a living
 Just trying to get by
 Oh, I know wanna sound weak
 Is lookin' old and time to seek