Standard (EADGBE)

 It's midnight, at the Starlite Diner

 You said meet me at a corner [sic - quarter] to twelve

 and I'm standing in the corner

 wishing you were here in my arms,

 fare thee well my old friends

 fare thee well La da da da

 is it possible to love someone too much

 you bet

 the drugs are in safe

 and the clothes are on the couch, intertwined

but none of them are yours

 and all of them are mine

 so cry

 cry like a baby into an ocean of wishes

 but it don't ever rain

 on a street drenched with painted ladies

 fare thee well my old friends

 fare thee well La da da

have you ever slept it off to the bones

 and woken up at night my love

 having dreamt you called them all

 every person you could never love

 it's a blow out

on a birthday cake

 and I'm a birthday candle

floating on the lake

 where are you its getting late

 its midnight at the starlite diner

 you said meet me at a corner to twelve

 and I'm standing in the corner

 oh there you are

 there you are

 there you are

 there you are