Well I run a little tavern on a dead end street And my ears are pretty bent By the time I close at three Everybody's got a wish that comes in here A little amnesia for the price of a beer And Dale knows that I know all about his wife And what it is she's doing and Who she's with tonight But I don't say a word about it And neither does he He just talks about them Dodgers And buys another drink
(Chorus) Down at The Wishing Well Forgetfulness is what's for sale To help wash away the sin of lovers and friends Or just forgive themselves A place to throw their money down In hopes of getting lost or found You ought to hear the stories They don't tell Down at The Wishing Well
They say Gina was a heartbreaker Back in her day But years and hard living Put the lines on her face Now she only wants a man Who can see her like before So she sips her margarita and watches the door
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Yeah I'll pour you a drink seven nights a week And I'll listen to what you say or you don't Cause that's how I forget The reasons that I'm alone