Lucy's wearing vintage Boys in rented tux Safety pins for cuff links Please dance with me The party's still in full swing And you're such a bright young thing
Nancy's got a monkey On a silver chain Pose for Stephen's camera Then dance with me Forget what the future brings Surrounded by bright young things
Sometimes a party's a port in a storm No one feels weary Or lost and forlorn
Listen the nightingale sings In Berkeley Square The bright young things Are flying on chemical wings Intent on their one last flings Tonight
It's time It's time It's time It's time
When I get you home there'll be sunlight on your bed Close your eyes and drift off imagining The promise of a diamond ring You the queen and I your king
Sometimes a party's a port in a storm You won't feel weary Or lost and forlorn
Listen the nightingale sings In Berkeley Square The bright young things Are flying on chemical wings Share with me one last fling TonightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
