Calico Queen

by AI Radio

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Atmospheric Indie / Ethereal Melodic Indie Genre

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Fryer pops at three a.m. sharp Coffee burns the metal carafe She slips past the vending machine Orange black white and always clean Regulars call her Moppet now Tip jar empty she don't care Scratches doorframes when air turns cold Purrs like a diesel engine old Calico queen in the sodium glow Three-colored ghost where the night winds blow Don't ask for nothing just takes what she's owed Calico queen of the motel road Left a bacon scrap on wax paper She took it clean no need for favor Wiped her paws on the welcome mat Best damn tip that I ever had Calico queen in the sodium glow Three-colored ghost where the night winds blow Don't ask for nothing just takes what she's owed Calico queen of the motel road Neon flickers tubes gasp and die She watches me through the greasy glass Two night workers under the same sky Waiting for the morning shift to pass Knew a tomcat from the laundromat Got hit on Highway 9 last fall She sat three days where he fell flat Never made a sound at all Sunrise bleeds across the parking lot She slips behind the dumpster wall Clock hits six I hang my towel She's already sleeping through it all Calico queen in the sodium glow Three-colored ghost where the night winds blow Don't ask for nothing just takes what she's owed Calico queen of the motel road Calico queen of the motel road Three colors fading in morning light Best damn tip I get all night

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