[Verse 1] It didn't feel like Sunday Didn't feel like June When he met his silent partner in that lonely corner room That over looked the marquee Of the Plaza all-adult And he was not looking for romance Just someone he could trust [Chorus] And it wasn't no way to carry on It wasn't no way to live But he could put up with it for a little while He was working on something big [Verse 2] Speedball rang the night clerk Said, "Send me up a drink" The night clerk said "It's Sunday man, wait a minute
Let me think There's a little place outside of town that might Still have some wine" Speedball said, "Forget it, can I have an outside line? [Chorus] [Verse 3] It was Monday when the daymaids Found the still made bed All except the pillows that lay stacked Up at the head And one said, "I know I've seen his face I wonder how he is? [Outro] The other said, "Probably just another clown Working on something big"