Over The City/Blues Company

United 1-0-9, New York to California Deparyure time,just before dawn

We got up late, cab was waitin' for her On the street,blowin' its horn

Before I made a scene, she hurried out the door

Forgot her favourite jeans, on the bedroom floor

I look into the sky, tears in my eyes

And my baby fly over the city

Her agent got a deal, with a guy from Sacramento

He's waitin', in a limousine To go downtown, show her around

The local stations and magazines

Promise her the moon, promise her the sun

By the time she's home, illusions will be gone Dropped in

Smitty - Joe's, for a drink or two Had a meal, on 7th Avenue

Late at night, when i got back home

Thats when she called, on the telephone

She tell me not to worry, it'll work out fine

She says we need the money, but in the meantime...