Intro to On a Foggy Night
Tom Waits Lyrics

Well, I think it's about time I took you on an
Improvisational adventure into the bowels of the metropolitan region
Looks like a bonafide, high voltage,
Decked out in full regalia, Angelino audience
Driving in Subarus, Pintos, Malibus, Oldsmobiles
A small suburban community

This is a... kind of about 2.30 in the morning
You've been standing on the corner of 5th and Vermouth and you climb
Into the helm of a 1958 monkey shit
Brown Buick Super and your on your way home
A luxury automobile,
Bought it dollar bills, Easy Autos for next to nothing
You're cruising along,
Everything going fine. Put a little smooth music on the stereo
Light up an Old Gold, save the coupon.
Gotta think in terms of that patio furniture and that Toro mower man

You're on the Santa Monica freeway headed in an easterly direction
You just past the La Cienega turn off and you run into a cold fog bank

Writer(s): Tom Waits

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