Right in the corner
Where the inspector was killed
I saw a tiny girl behind a drag queen
She looked so scared
Like she'd just seen a ghost
Love can be hard on such a young soul
I'm in the Petit Chicago
Don't you come running for me
I'm in the Petit Chicago
That's where I want to be
Dalillas and Priscilas
Under the red neon lights
You'll see them leaving but they'll never come back
Growing old, rounding up
They'll never be the same
It's that one road
That you won't leave again
I'm in the Petit Chicago
Don't you come running for me
I'm in the Petit Chicago
That's where I wanna be
Don't you remember his name?
He looked so sad and sweet
He was merely twenty-something
Patricide was his sin
I'm in the Petit Chicago
Don't you come running for me
I'm in the Petit Chicago
That's where I wanna be