Going Out

You’re looking at yourself a lot Standing in the glass with a costume on Posed for no one but you were caught Ruffled dresses and parasols Rhinestone rings and high-heeled soles Wrapped in cloth from your head to toe Cover up your shoulders We’re going out and it’s cold Leaving all our enemies And my man at the back door The night was frosty The cool air and the kind breeze I saw my best boy standing At the bar where I left him Walking off the winter I’m going out in the cool cold air Leaving all my enemies And my lows at the back door Staring out the window I’ve got my rings and my rhinestones Dusting off my cuffs Rain rolls down And the wind howls And your feet are wet and cold Rain rolls down Like an empty sound And you’re walking home alone Rain rolls down And the dogs don’t howl And your feet are wet and cold Rain rolls down Like an empty sound And you’re walking home alone