Southside Johnny And The Asbury Jukes - King Of The Night - Sözleri

King Of The Night

(J. Lyon/M. Noble)



Battered old hands, black leather jacket

Sad, mournful cat, sweet moonlit racket

And I slid through the alleys

Like some old town stalking

As I go out walking, King of the Night

King of the Night



Night's curtain falls, soft velvet texture

A saxophone calls some ballad by Dexter

Yea, I'm dresses in my best and the locals are gawking

I hear them talking, King of the Night

When I'm out in my kingdom

Cares if the world take flight

King of the Night



Someone is waiting

A falling star's creating

Anticipation in the air

Hidden in the craters of the moon

She's there



Damp morning streets

Small town awakens

Warm rumbled sheets

And the smell of bacon

I peek through kitchen windows

And see couples talking

As I finish walking, King of the Night

Watching over his kingdom

As it fades in the morning light

King of the Night

King of the Night













		
			



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