Saxophone melody dancin’ on the breeze   
Driftin’ like a ghost off the Mighty Mississippi     
This manikin aint movin’ til you turn on my light 
What would I do if you didn’t come home tonight      

I’d be wailin’ like a dog my mournful moan of mysticism 
Blowin’ with my swollen lips still looking for that perfect tone   
When you’re not around I’m a quivering mass of skepticism   
A lost and lonely clown looking for his Saxophone   

The moon and stars on my balcony are fighting for their space  
Across the street the house band is takin’ a cigarette break   
The owner pokes his head out, yells “boys get back in here”
I don’t trust any old man who’s got a full head of hair   
Chorus

(Bridge)
Where did I leave it, out wandering the streets 
If I find it, I’ll place it on the alter at your feet