I checked into a bargain priced room on La Cienega
Gazed out through the curtains at the parking lot
Walked* down to the corner store just before nightfall in my bare feet
Black tarry asphalt, soft and hot
And when I came back I spread out my supplies
On the counter by the sink
I looked myself right in the eyes
St. Joseph's baby aspirin
Bartles and Jaymes
And you or your memory
I ducked behind the drapes when I saw the moon begin to rise
Gathered in my loose ends, switched off the light
And down there in the dark I can see the real truth about me
As clear as day**, Lord if I make it through tonight
Then I will mend my ways and*** walk the straight path to the end of my days
St. Joseph's baby aspirin
Bartles and Jaymes
And you or your memory