The waitresses counted their tips
And all went home
Bartenders just closed the door
The place down the street has been closed for two hours
There's no place to have just one more
And you've played all your best riffs
And you told all your best jokes
You sang all of the songs you know
And the girl you've been eyeing down at the first table
She left half an hour ago
You're the last one of the night people
Walking with your coat in your hands
You're the last one of the night people
Hitting the streets once again
The sky's getting brighter
Oh, it shows mornings promise
Look, the sun's coming up before long
The streets are so empty
But soon they'll be filling
With the workday rush hour throng
And you stare at the ground
As you're walking along
Remembering the holes in your shoes
The rhythm of footsteps keeps echoing over
And over the beat of the blues
You're the last one of the night people
Taking your time, walking slow
You're the last one of the night people
Kicking a can as you go
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Counting the lamp posts
All the cracks in the sidewalks
You're staring with eyes open wide
You see your reflection
In the shops that are sleeping
Oh, you know that reflection inside
And there's only one car
In the streets still in motion
It's the cops on their morning patrol
See they pay no attention
'Cause it's business at usual
It just takes one glance, and they'll know
You're the last one of the night people
Trying to get home before dawn
You're the last one of the night people
Waking and singing your song
You're just walking and singing
Singing and living it's all