When the night is over. When the moonlight's gone. When seductive rhythms. Of the storm die down. When the white wild horses. Are laying down to rest.
Bad girl, bad girl. Go hide away, go hurl. That friggin' skirt of yours. That is way too short for my mama and me. Bad girl, bad girl. Don't be too comfy with yourself.
You could dance with my baby. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. You could rub yourself against him. You could pour him drunk with wine. But no matter how vulgar.
Get up, sit down. Move around like a king without a crown. System breakdown. With a chum doing long nights on the town. No happy ending is near. So it's time to face the fear.
Oh my God. I see a policeman is coming after me. 'Cause he knows I'm breaking bad. I can't hide away my push pen anxiety. And the sirens makes me mad.
Oh oh oh!. . You're waking up at five a.m.. You've dreamt the factory dream again, oh oh. The grinding of the great machines. With shining steel like guillotines, oh oh.
These are the things that I love in life. Songs of a war and a Friday night. So close to you. In the car, in the dark, aha. I play the local hero part.
Old de Spain oppressing me. Promised wealth and fields of gold. Bright sunlight has blinded me. (Burn, burn, never return). He ran my life. Manikin style.
I am with you. In Rockland, it's true. That we just had to be friends. We share the same pretentious mind. We're blind and sing together. . I am with you.
Lady Grey, you tell a smile. What is your secret, what's your lie?. You lived a long, hard life. Your memory may fade, but you're still wise. I wonder where you've been.
My baby, I fell for you. And lately I've been crawling too. Consistent is the hard line. And you know your way around mine. How I wish I could redefine.