Careful when you crank that last one down nBecause the yellow chips with ease, with age nThey're kind of old but they're the best ones nThey're not gonna tip when they slip through the waves nI almost forgot to say, guess who I ran into yesterday? nIt's been two years since I've seen her down this way nWe talked till the sun came nThen we walked, just ignored the rain Hanging out was almost the same nOnly without all the doubt, without all the pain nMade me think when you think things are done n-- Now I know you can really love only one -- nBut you you can't give up on the first ones nBecause the honesty comes with age nI knew that would be the last song Coming out of that machine nThe bar back had somewhere else to be nIf you know what I mean nBut hey, I wanted to stay I put another dollar in and pressed play nJust one of those rare nights nWhen you don't want to see the bare light of the next day nThat won't be the last nod nThat came last night from her face They tried to cut us off, they even turned out the lights nBut they couldn't turn off the grace With which she listened to every word Clear among the din of glass and laughter, unheard nWith an attention and respect nThat I could hardly return in such a crowded place