Trash Day (Live at The Beacon Theatre, New York, November 05, 1979)
Well, my baby’s gone and I feel so bad I lost the best girl that I ever had You ask me why I feel so blue But you’d feel the same way if it happened to you
She didn’t leave me on a Monday She didn’t leave me on Tuesday She didn’t leave me on Wednesday She didn’t leave me on Thursday She didn’t leave me on Friday She didn’t leave me on Saturday She went and left me on trash day My baby left me on trash Day She went and left me on trash day
She didn’t leave me on Monday She didn’t leave me on Tuesday She didn’t leave me on no Wednesday She could have me on a Thursday No, no, no, no It was trash day It was god damn trash day My baby left me on trash Day
And that’s why I’m smelling like a brewery and I’m looking like a tramp And I ain’t got a quarter, I got a postage stamp I got a five o’clock shadow boxing all around the town Talking with the old men sleeping on the ground
Bazanti booting al zooting al hoot and Al Cohn And I’m sharing this apartment with a telephone pole Fishnet stockings and spike heel shoes Strip tease, prick tease, car keys blues
Porno floor show, live nude girls Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls Chesty Morgan and Watermelon Rose Raisin’ my rent, take off all your clothes
Because my baby left me and I feel so bad I lost the best girl that I ever had Go on and ask me why I feel so blue You’d feel the same way if it happened to you
She could’ve left me on a Monday She could’ve left me on a Tuesday She could’ve left me on a Thursday Or a Friday, or a Saturday No, she went and left me on Trash Day My baby left me on Trash Day She went and left me on Trash Day
Trash Day
Big John Thomassie on the trash can
Oh, Trash Day Trash Day Trash Day Goddamn Trash Day