Loose Change Songtext
von Bruce Springsteen

Met her at a friendly little bar down along the coast
She said it was her birthday so we had us a nice little toast
Drove around for a while, smoked a few cigarettes
Took her back to my place, she slipped off her party dress
She sat for a while on the edge of the bed just talkin′
Loose change in my pocket
Loose change in my pocket


Sittin' on the next stool, miss a little time on her hands
Yeah I knew she was trouble, but trouble sure was lookin′ fine
And when I pulled her close what I knew kinda slipped my mind
We lay in bed and watched the moon come up crawling
Loose change in my pocket
Loose change in my pocket

I pour another drink, wait for the night to get through

Now I'm sittin' at a red light I feel somethin′ tickin′ way down
The night's moving like a slow train crawling through this shithole town
But red just goes to green and green goes red and then
Then all I hear′s the clock on the dash tick-tocking
Loose change in my pocket