Say Zuzu Doldrums (Jon Nolan) Pauly workds at one of them 'You call - we haul' places Friday nights he round 'em up down by the bars Where th drunks can't stand up, Let alone drive away their cars And he gets fifty bucks every time he takes a ride Eight years old - his Mom was dead and gone Pop worked at the drink tank slingin' booze 'til dawn He'd sit in a back booth where people carved their names And watched the people play their stupid people games. Drifting in the doldrums again Waiting on some wind to come Mary Frank is Rosy all the time Her skin like a snowfall - hair like a coalmine Opens the restaurant every five am Turns the key and Pauly comes walking in He brightens up again everytime she smiles She makes some breakfast and they sit and talk awhile The days come so slow Love lingers - lays so low Whickever way the wind does blow Let it blow The sky is clothed in violet Mary holds her own hand waiting on a ring Pauly waits to see what the next day will bring around, To see what the wind will bring