(... in the city of the dead) I won't stay awake if I can't kiss your fingers The creole porter misses you but I don't It's like Saint Peter said in the city of the dead The creole porter misses you but I don't It's like Saint Louis said in the city of the dead
So stop your talking in my dreams I won't stay married 'cause you won't stay buried Stop your talking in my dreams I think of all the dead girls I think of all the dead girls