There's a harvest each Saturday night
At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride
A place you can stand for one night and get gone
It's clear this conversation ain't doing a thing
'Cause these boys only listen to me when I sing
And I don't feel like singing tonigh
All the same songs
Chorus:
In these deep city lights
Girl could get tost tonight
I'm finding every reason to be gone
Nothing here to hold on to
Could I hould you
The situation's always the same
You got your wolves in their clothes whispering
Hollywood's same
Stealling gols from the silver they see
But it's not me
Chorus:
In these deep city lights
Girl could get tost tonight
I'm finding every reason to be gone
Nothing here to hold on to
Could I hould you
Calling out sombody save me >I feet like I'm fading away
Am I gone ?
Calling out somebody save me I feel like I'm facting ....
Chorus:
In these deep city lights
Girl could get tost tonight
I'm finding every reason to be gone
Nothing here to hold on to
Could I hould you
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