The waitresses counted their tips and they all went home
Bartender's just closed the door
The place down the street has been closed for two hours
There's no place to have just one more

And you played all your best riffs
And you told all your best jokes
You sang all the best songs you know
And the girl you've been eyeing down at the first table
She left half an hour ago

You're the last one of the night people
Walkin' with your coat in your hand
You're the last one of the night people
Hittin' the street once again

The sky's getting brighter, oh, it shows mornings promised
Look, the sun's coming up before long
The streets are so empty, but soon, they'll be filling
With the workaday rush hour throng

And you stare at the ground as you're walkin' along
Remembering the holes in your shoes
The rhythm of footsteps keeps echoing over
And over the beat of the blues

You're the last one of the night people
Taking your time, walkin' slow
You're the last one of the night people
Kicking a can as you go
Aw, play it, kiddo

Countin' the lampposts or the cracks in the sidewalk
You're staring with eyes open wide
See your reflection in the shops that are sleeping
Oh, you know that reflection inside

And there's only one car on the street still in motion
It's the cops on their morning patrol
'Cept they pay no attention 'cause it's business as usual
It just takes one glimpse and they'll know

You're the last one of the night people
Trying to get home before dawn
You're the last one of the night people
Walkin' and singin' your song

You're just walkin' and singin'
Singin' and livin' in song