The kids 'round here look just like sticks   They trade old licks with a beat up six   I just smile and catch the groove      Gothic girls all dress in black   Serious as heart attacks   It takes a little bit of getting used to      The old man with the whiskey stains   Lost the night forgot his name   His poor wife will sleep alone again   And it ain't hard to understand   Why she's holding on to her own hand      It's midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea   No one's asking me for favors   No one's looking for a savior   They're too busy saving me      I've seen a lone, Sloane ranger drive   Seems her chauffeur took a dive   And sold her secrets to the sun   And later in a magazine I finally figured what it means   To be a saint, not a queen      Two lustful lovers catch a spark   Chase their shadows in the dark   Someone's getting off tonight      Of a big red bus that's packed so tight   It disappears in a trail of light   Somewhere someone's dreaming, baby, it's all right      It's midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea   No one's asking me for favors   No one's looking for a savior   They're too busy saving me      Midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea   No one's pinned dreams on me   No one's asking me to bleed   I'm the man I want to be when Chelsea girls sing      It's morning when I go to sleep   In the distant dawn a church bell rings   Another day is coming on      A baby's born, an old man dies   Somewhere young lovers kiss good-bye   I leave my soul and just move on   And wish that I was there to sing this song      It's midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea   No one's asking me for favors   No one's looking for a savior   They're too busy saving me      It's midnight in Chelsea, yeah   No one's pinned dreams on me   No one's asking me to bleed   I'm the man I want to be      The man I want to be, the man I want to be   Midnight in Chelsea