Boys In Bars
Now you could hear that jukebox pound
But you could barely see inside
Now rumor had it years ago
Is where that girl had died
Now why they caled it a cafe
Well i never understood
Cause there aint no tables on the street
The coffee tastes like mud
But every night at five o'clock
They'd start to come around
We'd begin to set em up
And they would knock em down
Sometime after midnight
With a pocket full of green
We'd lock the doors and step outside
And our days would begin
Cause we were boys in bars
Runnin over the shootin stars
Cruisin broadway without cars
We were gonna take that town
Nothin there would knock us down
That old apple would be ours
George was a lawyer
In an old brooks brothers suit
And glen worked for homicide
He had a pistol in his boot
Franco was a sculptor
Who looked something like an eagle
Chas did a lot of things
And none of them were legal
Debbi was a waitress
And she came all the way from queens
Sit around and wonder how
She got into those jeans
Nicky tended bar
So he always drank for free
Johnny was a lover
And he taught everything to me
And we were boys in bars
Cool as ice cubes, sharp as darts
Runnin down all those lonely hearts
All that liquid goes
All those lives we sewed
All those medals all those scars
Last night i was thinkin back
To those sweet old disco days
But you know the memories were cloudy
Through that thick marlboro haze
Freezin outside 54's
Just hopin he'd pick me
Skiing down columbus
Just like jean claude killey
Back before the ticking clcok
Made all of us it's slave
And back before the search for love
Could put you in your grave
I'd never trade the days i lost
For the years that i have found
Sometimes late at night
I can hear that jukebox pound
And we were boys in bars
Runnin over the shootin stars
Cruisin broadway without cars
We were gonna take that town
Nothin there would knock us down
That old apple would be ours
Boys in bars
We were boys in bars
Runnin over the shootin stars
Boys in bars
We were boys in bars
Cruisin broadway without cars
Boys in bars
We were boys in bars
Cool as ice cubes sharp as darts
Boys in bars
We were boys in bars
Runnin down all those lonely hearts
Chicos en Bares
Ahora podías escuchar ese jukebox retumbar
Pero apenas podías ver adentro
Ahora el rumor decía que años atrás
Era donde esa chica había muerto
Ahora por qué lo llamaban un café
Nunca entendí
Porque no hay mesas en la calle
El café sabe a barro
Pero cada noche a las cinco en punto
Empezaban a llegar
Comenzábamos a servirles
Y ellos los derribaban
Alguna vez después de la medianoche
Con un bolsillo lleno de billetes verdes
Cerrábamos las puertas y salíamos
Y nuestros días comenzaban
Porque éramos chicos en bares
Corriendo tras las estrellas fugaces
Cruzando Broadway sin autos
Íbamos a conquistar esa ciudad
Nada nos iba a derribar
Esa vieja manzana sería nuestra
George era abogado
En un viejo traje de Brooks Brothers
Y Glen trabajaba en homicidios
Tenía una pistola en su bota
Franco era escultor
Que se parecía a un águila
Chas hacía muchas cosas
Y ninguna de ellas era legal
Debbi era mesera
Y venía desde Queens
Sentarse y preguntarse cómo
Entró en esos jeans
Nicky atendía el bar
Así que siempre bebía gratis
Johnny era un amante
Y me enseñó todo
Y éramos chicos en bares
Fríos como cubitos de hielo, afilados como dardos
Persiguiendo todos esos corazones solitarios
Toda esa bebida se va
Todas esas vidas que sembramos
Todas esas medallas, todas esas cicatrices
Anoche estaba recordando
A esos dulces días de discoteca
Pero sabes que los recuerdos eran borrosos
A través de ese espeso humo de Marlboro
Congelándonos afuera de los 54
Solo esperando que nos eligiera
Esquiando por Columbus
Como Jean Claude Killy
Antes de que el reloj que tic-tac
Nos hiciera esclavos a todos
Y antes de que la búsqueda del amor
Pudiera llevarte a la tumba
Nunca cambiaría los días que perdí
Por los años que he encontrado
A veces tarde en la noche
Puedo escuchar ese jukebox retumbar
Y éramos chicos en bares
Corriendo tras las estrellas fugaces
Cruzando Broadway sin autos
Íbamos a conquistar esa ciudad
Nada nos iba a derribar
Esa vieja manzana sería nuestra
Chicos en bares
Éramos chicos en bares
Corriendo tras las estrellas fugaces
Chicos en bares
Éramos chicos en bares
Cruzando Broadway sin autos
Chicos en bares
Éramos chicos en bares
Fríos como cubitos de hielo, afilados como dardos
Chicos en bares
Éramos chicos en bares
Persiguiendo todos esos corazones solitarios