I know this bar, with a jukebox full of medicine
And Christmas lights blinking 'round a clouded mirror
It's not that far from the Voelkers Bowling alley
Just go up there and then turn right, it's about 3 blocks from here

You'll probably find Grace, her shift starts at happy hour
She's got this sweet face, easy as tea leaves to read
You gotta know what to look for, you gotta know what's there to find
But I guess, you don't really know her so never mind

I used to hang out a lot around there, in that part of town
Where all the white kids still have feathered hair

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I can't remember it exactly but it slays me every time
Its on the jukebox there and I know it's number 5403
Go put that song on for me won't you and make Gracie think of me

I used to hang out a lot around there, in that part of town
Where all the white kids still have feathered hair

I know this bar, with a jukebox full of medicine
And Christmas lights blinking 'round a clouded mirror
It's not that far from the Voelkers Bowling alley
Stop there and turn right, it's about 4 blocks from there