Dillinger Four

"A Song For Frank"
Now its 33rd & Grand again
Johnny Powers stands fast at hand
With your laughter rolling around in my head
It begs wonder of what could have been?
A walking away or a message sent?
Well a message was sent
Its like happy hours come and gone
But the jukebox keeps barreling on
Old 45s with skips in the song
Yknow it sounds alright
But sometimes what they say, its true
Theres really only so much one can go through
So Im saving this seat for you
In case youre here tonight
But youre not here tonight
Fuck this, sick of thinking
Right now its time for drinking
Yeah, I know you heard that rhyme before
I dont care, it means more
It means more right here
This fog thats settled in is dense
Its hard to shoot the breeze
In the present tense
I dont know what you meant
But yeah, a message was sent
And now last calls come and gone
And the jukebox clips the final song
But here I am still singing along
Because it just feels right
And the seat that I saved is still here
And I can picture your face so clear
Singing off-key into your beer
With me, here tonight
But youre not here tonight
Now I curse the incidental
That turns so sentimental
As I hum my little tune to the night
Cause tonight I guess Im drinking alone
And yknow Id like to think
That, again, well share a drink
I just got to know it wont be tonight
But today Im not drinking alone
Yeah, today Im not singing alone
I know Im never more singing alone
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