I have walked these streets so long
But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
Lady sing the blues so well
They don't laugh at jokes, they laugh at tragedies
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
But on this stage I've learned to fly
Songwriter: Regina Spektor
Now it's time to say goodbye
And she forgets
Takes a look around, no regrets, no regrets
That you will cry in spite of you
Publisher: SOVIET KITSCH MUSIC
And I have walked these streets so long
While she sings she makes them feel things
Says, I can sing this song so blue
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
There ain't nothing right, nothing wrong
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
That you will cry in spite of you
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
Lady lights a cigarette, puffs away, and winter comes
Stretches out like branches of a poplar tree
But they believe her, they never leave her
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
Lady lights a cigarette, puffs away, no regret
She says, I can sing this song so blue
Some might laugh but I will surely cry
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
In the smoke-filled world where the jokes are cold
There ain't nothing right, there ain't nothing wrong
Learned to sing and learned to cry
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
She says, I'm free, sings so soft as if she'll break
As if she mean it, as if it's hell down here
Corner street societies
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder