Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
You're tired of
Baby all the lights are turned on you
Now you're
Now we take our time, so nonchalant,
And spend our nights
Los Angelenos
All come from somewhere
To live in sunshine
Their funky exile
Midw
I seen the lights go out on Broadway.
I saw the
Bobby's driving through the city tonight
Through the lights in a
She's got a way about her
I don't know what
Streetlife serenader
Never sang on stages
Needs no orchestration
Melody comes
They say that these are not the best of times
But
From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
Rode a boy
When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy