The Late Night Songtext

von Bob Hillman

I was up til seven thirty
Getting down and talking dirty
Nothing in the world could hurt me
Some crazy scene
She got up and sent me packing
Sadly I was sorely lacking
Sense and sound financial backing
Goodnight Irene

It's gone
The late night is gone
The late night is gone
And I don't know why

Meet my friend the human handbill
He lives on the highest anthill
Thinking and avoiding scandal
Sober and clean
When he senses trouble brewing
Hits the door and keeps on moving
He knows just what he is doing
Self-marketing

You who wish to overthrow
Counter-punch, run the sideshow
Put it off until tomorrow
Don't even try
You should never have to worry
Drink whenever you are thirsty
Stay up late and get up early
Sleep when you die

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