Look me up at 2: 00AM br When the last lonely bar has closed br And you’re drunk with sadness br And not with booze; br Look me up with your running panty hose br And your smoky dress; br Look me up with your tearful eyes br And your weary voice; br Look me up with your abandoned children br Dangling from your heart br Like a nearly broken necklace; br Look me up like a lost sinner br With unutterable crimes to confess br To her fallible priest and fragile God; br Look me up, dear angel, br Before you’re gone forever, br A fading memory beneath forgetful sod.