I know this bar 
With a jukebox full of medicine 
And christmas lights blinking 
Around a clouded mirror 
Its not that far 
From Voelkers Bowling alley 
Just go up there and turn right 
Its about 3 blocks from here 
 
You'll probably find grace 
Her shift starts at happy hour 
She's got this sweet face 
Easy as tea leaves to read 
You gotta know what to look for 
You gotta know what's there to find 
But I guess you don't really know her 
So nevermind 
 
I used to hang out a lot around there 
In that part of town 
Where all the white kids 
still have feathered hair 
 
I know this song 
With this one really killer line 
I don't remember it exactly 
But it slays me everytime 
Its on the jukebox there 
Number 5403 
Go put that song on for me won't you 
And make Gracie think of me