
Midnight in Chelsea Jon Bon Jovi
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[Verse 1]
Kids 'round here look just like sticks
Trade old licks with a beat up six
I just smile and catch the groove
Gothic girls all dressed in black
Serious as heart attacks
Takes a little bit of gettin' used to
The old man with the whiskey stains
Lost the night, forgot his name
His poor wife will sleep alone again
And it ain't hard to understand
Why she's holdin' on to her own hand
[Chorus]
It's Midnight in Chelsea
(Sha la la la, sha la la)
Midnight in Chelsea
(Sha la la la, sha la la)
No one's askin' me for favors (Sha la la la)
No one's lookin' for a savior (Sha la la)
They're too busy (Sha la la la, sha la la)
Savin' me
[Verse 2]
I seen a lone Sloane Ranger drive
Seems her chauffer took a dive
And sold her secrets to the Sun
Ah, later in a magazine
I finally figured what it means
To be a saint but not a queen
Two lustful lovers catch a spark
Chased their shadows in the dark
Someone's gettin' off tonight
A big red bus that's packed so tight
It disappears in a trail of light
Somewhere, someone's dreamin'
Baby, it's alright
Kids 'round here look just like sticks
Trade old licks with a beat up six
I just smile and catch the groove
Gothic girls all dressed in black
Serious as heart attacks
Takes a little bit of gettin' used to
The old man with the whiskey stains
Lost the night, forgot his name
His poor wife will sleep alone again
And it ain't hard to understand
Why she's holdin' on to her own hand
[Chorus]
It's Midnight in Chelsea
(Sha la la la, sha la la)
Midnight in Chelsea
(Sha la la la, sha la la)
No one's askin' me for favors (Sha la la la)
No one's lookin' for a savior (Sha la la)
They're too busy (Sha la la la, sha la la)
Savin' me
[Verse 2]
I seen a lone Sloane Ranger drive
Seems her chauffer took a dive
And sold her secrets to the Sun
Ah, later in a magazine
I finally figured what it means
To be a saint but not a queen
Two lustful lovers catch a spark
Chased their shadows in the dark
Someone's gettin' off tonight
A big red bus that's packed so tight
It disappears in a trail of light
Somewhere, someone's dreamin'
Baby, it's alright
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