Lonesome L.A. Cowboy lyrics

I'm just a lonesome L.A. Cowboy Hangin' out, hangin' on To your window ledge, callin' your name From midnight until dawn I been smokin' dope, snortin' coke Tryin' to write a song Forgettin' everything I know ‘Til the next line comes along Forgettin' everything I know ‘Til the next line comes along There’s so many pretty people in the city I swear some of them are girls I meet'em down at barney's beanery With their platform heels and spit curls I buy'em drinks, we smoke our hopes Try to make it one more night But when I’m left all alone at last I feel like I'll die from fright Well, I know chris and rita, and marty mull Are meeting at the troubadour We'll get it on with the joy of cooking While the crowd crys out for more ‘Round six o'clock this morning I'll be gettin' kind of slow When all the shows are over, honey Tell me, where do you think I go?