God's Favorite Customer

Another night on the straits All bug-eyed and babbling Out on the corner Of 7th and 8th I'm in the business of living Yeah, that's something I'd say All I need is a new friend I'm only five blocks away Speak to me Won't you speak, sweet angel? Don't you remember me? I was God's favorite customer Beware the man who has everything Everything that he wants You can spot him from a mile away In his gold chain and only one pair of socks I'm out here testing the maxim That all good things have to stop The bar closes at 5 But the big man is just opening shop Speak to me Won't you speak, sweet angel? Don't you remember me? I was God's favorite customer But now I'm in trouble Speak to me Won't you speak, sweet angel? I need some company I swear, just one more night longer