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 aint hard to understand Why shes holding on to her own hand
Chorus: Its midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea No ones asking me for favors No ones looking for a savoir Theyre too busy saving me
(repeat chorus)
Ive 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 And chase their shadows in the dark Someones getting off tonight Of a big red bus thats packed so tight It disappears in a trail of light Somewhere someones dreaming baby its all right...
Chorus: Its midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea No ones asking me for favors No ones looking for a savoir Theyre too busy saving me Midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea No ones pinned dreams on me No ones asking me to bleed Im the man I want to be When chelsea girls sing...
Its morning when I go to sleep In the distant dawn a church bell rings Another day is coming on A babys 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
Chorus: Its midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea No ones asking me for favors No ones looking for a savoir Theyre too busy saving me
Its midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea No ones pinned dreams on me No ones asking me to bleed Im the man I want to be The man I want to be,the man I want to be Midnight in chelsea