Don't these city lights light these streets to life All these crazy nights bring us together Any rainy day, you can dance your blues away Don't these
It's the start of a bright new day As the light finds its way through The curtains at the end of my night I'm alive in a city of dead people rising for
A bright array of city lights as far as I can see. The great white wave shines through the night for lonely guys like me. The cabaretes and honky tonks
I get tore, I get tore up under city lights I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights I
Big city lights don't shine for me no more Yeah, know somebody took my angel And now she's gone for sure There's a street sign on a lamppost Where we
Verse 1 a?? Suffa I'm from the city of light, with a sky of vanilla, Known as the city of churches home of the serial killer, And in the summer it feels
City lights, it's on tonight Out on the street I'm looking for the celebration Come roll with me Together, we can crash the party and Get on the floor
Oh oh I feel the city rhythm Oh oh I love those city lights But when the sun comes up And the party's over I don't care I'm coming back tonight To
I set my shoulder to a brand new groove Building the city of light Something wonderful on the move Building the city of light I'm laying roots, planting
While you've been dreaming of the dead and lost I have been awake kissing these clock faces The fear of sleep has left me tired and worn But in her dreams
The bright array of city lights as far as I can see The great white way shines through the night for lonely guys like me The cabaretes and honky tonks
Billy lights a cigarette Thinkin' that it might do him some good Tammy comes over and sits right down beside him 'Cause she thinks, she should They don
The little old lady sat on the porch of the farm-house. The little old lady rocked back and forth and crocheted. "Oh, listen to the cricket, look at
Talking.... this for my city baby.... columbus... i told'em.... YAYYYYA.! always... tellem YAYYYA we made it... i told yalll this album was gone b a
Bob Hall/ Chris Youlden-Chrysalis Music Ltd. I've been a long way from home and I can't sleep at night I've go a funny feeling something just ain't
They're not really expecting me But I know where they hide the key Under the welcome mat There's no better place than that Don't know how long I've been
I'm addicted to the city lights, I guess you're right But something changed tonight I made it through with spontaneity But this monotony is killing
(talking) Young wild niggaz livin street life on the edge Not knowin if tomorrow they could turn up dead. Yo fuck regular cops niggaz get scoped by the