All the people we used to know, they're an illusion to me now.
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues; you can tell by the way she smiles.
What politics I ever learned, I learned in the streets, because it was part of the environment.
Everything in New Orleans is a good idea.
The first thing I know, I'm in a card game. Then I'm in a crap game.