The Atomic Cafe somewhere after midnight. You don't know what you're missing.
You'd be out of your mind trying to have a good time. You don't know what you're missing. The Atomic Cafe somewhere after midnight. All the love turns to luck. And you'll be down on your knees crawling through the streets caked with perfume and perfection. And stop like a fool and see the lonely ain't so free. The Atomic Cafe somewhere after midnight. A sad deja vu. And you find a fragment of a feeling Somebody help me 'fore I hurt me
The Atomic Cafe Somewhere after midnight All the love turns to luck And you'll be down on your knees Crawling through the streets Caked with perfume and perfection
And cry like a baby for another time Where love takes its toll in nickels and dimes And I'll STOP, like a fool and see The lonely ain't so free