He was 18 and wasted Bedroom in the basement Parents' house Tucson, Arizona What do you expect from a high school diploma? Working hours in the shoe store Selling dimes out the backdoor And he puts on his prom crown, says to his mama "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out? I hear the midnight streets are calling You can hold me down But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights We're having the time of our lives Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping till we see the morning light, on these American nights Neighborhood kid just back from the desert Tattoo and a discharge letter VA in the St. John's, 6 times a week He still sleeps with his boots on She skipped track up to Brooklyn, with a dream and some dark skin Graveyard at the Rhino, "this is the place where the stars shine, you know"
Won't you take me out? I hear the midnight streets are calling You can hold me down But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights We're having the time of our lives Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping till we see the morning light, on these American nights
Sky's black in November Nothing good lasts forever Twelve gauge heart in a machine gun town Whole life running, you can't stop now
Here's to these American nights We're having the time of our lives Living on a feeling, I got a feeling that it's gonna be alright On these American nights
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