- ISRC:USEP41606008
- Recorded:2016 The Loft - Chicago, IL
- ©2016 dBpm Records, under exclusive license to Anti
The tavern where you worked / was cold and dark as a cavern / You kept quarters in your shirt but I never could just have them / You always made me sweep / around every fly and floozie / Under booths and bums asleep / waking up they’d ask you “who’s he?” / Behind a glass without a glance / “my daughter’s boy,” you would say / While I stood there in a trance / listening to the jukebox play