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Delilah Blue Lyrics - Singles - Joshua Kadison

A cigarette burns itself out in a crushed up co'cola can ashtray 

In front of a busted up old mirror 

Delilah Blue is checking out his tired sachet 

Getting bored or just disappointed with his own reflection 

He just waves it all away 

 

Taking to his good friend black eyed Susan, he says 

"Maybe we should go out West? 

Get a tan and fake the rest, this ol' life is just a test 

Just a test anyhow" 

Then back to his own reflection he says 

"Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now?" 

 

The night manager of the Stardest Motel is banging louder 

On number seven's door, saying 

"If you two Queens don't pay up for all last week 

You can't stay here no more" 

 

And Delilah laughs as black eyed Susan says 

"Silly bitch is such a bore" 

In a while they know she'll walk away 

 

It's just a drunken game she likes to play 

Besides, she knows they always pay 

They always pay somehow 

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

 

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

What do we do now? 

Magnolia memories fill my eyes 

And the sweet bird of youth done flown away 

 

But don't let anybody ever say 

This old dancer never had her day 

'Cause this old dancer always knew 

We'd make it through, Delilah Blue 

 

Delilah's in the bath tub now 

And it's Black-Eyed Susan's turn to ramble 

The President of the United States is on TV 

Tellin' everybody the country's doin' fine 

 

Well, he must be talkin' 'bout some other country 

'Cause honey, he sure as hell ain't talkin' 'bout mine 

Wish I could strut up to the White House steps 

In Shirley Temple drag and sing 

'Brother can you spare a dime?' 

 

Hey, Miss D, I could always pawn that Jayne Mansfield thing 

How much cash you think that old rag'd bring? 

My ruby red dress, I used to wear to sing 

Back when they'd whistle and they'd wow 

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

 

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

What do we do now? 

Magnolia memories fill my eyes 

And the sweet bird of youth done flown away 

 

But don't let anybody ever say 

This old dancer never had her day 

'Cause this old dancer always knew 

We'd make it through, Delilah Blue 

 

Does the year 2000 ever scare you 

'Cause it's comin' up so fast? 

This getting older thing seems to be 

More about just learnin' how to last 

 

Flippin' through my old phone book 

Delilah, all our mad, mad friends we were such a cast 

What do I keep this old dog-eared thing for? 

 

Most our friends ain't even here no more 

I'm feeling lonely as a ghost town whore 

Left still standin' up somehow 

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

 

With a towel turban on his head 

Delilah Blue appears in the golden aura of bathroom light 

Tell you a little secret, Susan, I learned a long, long time ago 

It's kept me on my feet all these years, high heels too 

I got the strap marks to show 

 

You can take it or you can leave it 

Oh baby, guess I don't really know 

But it seems to me between the blues we cannot name 

And all the rage we try to tame 

 

We're only pawns in our own game 

Try not to let it wrinkle your pretty brow 

And just before he cuts the light 

He catches his own reflection in the mirror 

 

And smiles at the sight 

Try not to let it wrinkle your pretty little brow 

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

 

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

What do we do now? 

Magnolia memories fill my eyes 

And the sweet bird of youth done flown away 

 

But don't let anybody ever say 

This old dancer never had her day 

'Cause this old dancer always knew 

We'd make it through, Delilah Blue 

 

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

What do we do now? 

Magnolia memories fill my eyes 

And the sweet bird of youth done flown away 

 

But don't let anybody ever say 

This old dancer never had her day 

'Cause this old dancer always knew 

We'd make it through, Delilah Blue 

 

'Cause this old dancer thought 

She knew, we'd make it through 

Oh, this old dancer thought 

She knew, Delilah Blue, what do we do now? 

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