Dark weekends in the sun out on Chelsea Row Descending the stairs Frankie my one Check your makeup in the mirror come on baby let's go We'll dance round this dirty town 'till the night is all done Then all the finer things sleep alone tonight Then all the minor kings lose their thrones tonight Don't worry about us baby we'll be alright Well everybody's dying, this town's closing down Their all sittin' down at the courthouse waiting for 'em to take the flag down I see strange flashes in the sky up above Gonna spend the night at the drive-in with the one that I love At dusk the stars all appear on the screen Yeah just like they do each night in my dreams But tonight's no dream Frankie I can feel myself too Well now and forever my love is for you Walk softly tonight little stranger Yeah into these shadows we're passing through Talk softly tonight little angel You make all my dream worlds come true (Harp Solo) | | | | | | | | | Well lately I've been standing out in the freezing rain Readin' them want ads out on Chelsea Road I'm winging down the street in search of new games Hustling through these nightlights' diamond glow Well Frankie I don't know what I m gonna find Maybe nothing at all, maybe a world I can call mine Shining like these streetlights down here on the strand Bright as the rain in the palm of your hand Walk softly tonight, little stranger Into these shadows where lovers go Talk softly to me, little angel Whisper your secrets so soft and low Walk softly tonight, little stranger Into these shadows where lovers go Talk softly to me, little angel Whisper your secrets so soft and low Walk softly tonight, little stranger Into these shadows where lovers go Talk softly to me, little angel Whisper your secrets so soft and low Talk softly to me Talk softly to me Talk softly to me Talk softly to me | | | | | (to fade out)
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