Текст песни Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes - King Of The Night
Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes - King Of The Night слова песни
King Of The Night(J. Lyon/M. Noble)Battered old hands, black leather jacketSad, mournful cat, sweet moonlit racketAnd I slid through the alleysLike some old town stalkingAs I go out walking, King of the NightKing of the NightNight`s curtain falls, soft velvet textureA saxophone calls some ballad by DexterYea, I`m dresses in my best and the locals are gawkingI hear them talking, King of the NightWhen I`m out in my kingdomCares if the world take flightKing of the NightSomeone is waitingA falling star`s creatingAnticipation in the airHidden in the craters of the moonShe`s thereDamp morning streetsSmall town awakensWarm rumbled sheetsAnd the smell of baconI peek through kitchen windowsAnd see couples talkingAs I finish walking, King of the NightWatching over his kingdomAs it fades in the morning lightKing of the NightKing of the Night