Written by tom waits and kathleen brennan I put my chips on her shoulder Running in the carnival time She bought the things that i told her They made her eyes sparkle and shine Together we'll ring in the new year I know that she'll be my queen And if i fall asleep in your arms Please wake me up in my dreams Her out-fit was all made of vinyl Like nothing i've ever seen When our divorces are final She'll fit right into my scheme Next to the pawnshop's a chapel I'll show you just what i mean And if i fall asleep in your arms Please wake me up in my dreams