Album: "Whatever Happened to Benny Santini?" Released: April, 1978
Lyrics: Street lights start to come on I know that its time Stop what youre doing Meet those drinking friends of mine First lady call me on the telephone She said get out and die young but Im staying at home Now I believe in love, I believe that its true Know Im defenceless when I look into blue Sleepy eyes down an angels face Dont worry honey no-ones gonna take your place
The closer you get, the better you look Throw me a line cos the closer you get, the more that I see Well sure have a good time I know what youre thinking, well how do I feel? Well theres no rules in my book Except the closer you get, the better you look
Keep one foot in the showroom, one out of sight Girl Ive had some close ones but Im doing all right Gold on her fingers dont mean a thing Hell do his best to hear that sweet lady sing Now I got the time if you got the place Weve got the know how and you got the face We got the power, we got no shame Come over baby, I sure do wanna light your flame cos the closer you get, the better you look Throw me a line The closer you get, the more that I see Well sure have a good time I know what youre thinking, well how do I feel? Well theres no rules in my book Except the closer you get, the better you look