I am lying on my back
Counting the stars on my ceiling
I hear footsteps and cars
And a radio singing
The street talk don't stop
Where the sirens start an argument with china town
And there's a crack under my door
That lets in the light from the hallway
Seeps in the passion of the night like a satin red fog
It always follows me home
It's always calling me to the street again
Said the next time that the parade passes by
I won't be sleeping
Oh the next time that the parade passes by
I won't be sleeping
Well the love of my life
Has just gone and left me
Like a loser leaves a fight
With no sympathy from the crowd
I did not walk away proud
Came home and sat down on my bed
And cried out loud
Said the next time that the parade passes by
I won't be sleeping
Oh the next time that the parade passes by
I won't be sleeping
Well tonight is just one night in a lifetime of night 
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Well tonight is just one night in a lifetime of night 
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Well tonight is just one night in a lifetime of night 
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Well tonight is just one night in a lifetime of night 
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