You rent an apartmentnon a street nthat they call the boulevard of broken heartsnand busted dreamsnand shattered will, booze and pillsnnYou drink it like waterna whiskey straightnyou drink up your dinnernand you clean your platenand then you want morenyou're down on the floornbut still you want morenjust one morennLonesomeness nbrought you downtownnyou were depressednnow you're hangin' around nthe drunk and dejectednseems hopeless now but you got awhile nso try to smilennCause the bartender sees your darkest side, the weakest knees, the blurriest eyesnthe bartender pours the confidence to help you along so you can pretendnn(harmonica)nnIt's cold in AlaskanLou Reed was rightnif you don't got no friendsnno one in sightnif you don't like fishin' nwell what would you dondrink like a fool, drink like a foolnnPotato juice and a beernthere's really no use nto try and steerncause the jukebox will lead you nto the saddest songs nyou're singin' alongnyou're all singin' along, nyou're all singin' along, nyou're all singin' along...