J. bon jovi, dave stewart
The kids round here look just like sticks
They trade old licks with a beat up six
I just smile and catch the groove
Gothic girls all dress in black
Serious as heart attacks
It takes a little bit of getting used to
The old man with the whiskey stains
Lost the night forgot his name
His poor wife will sleep alone again
And it aint hard to understand
Why shes holding on to her own hand
Chorus:
Its midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea
No ones asking me for favors
No ones looking for a savoir
Theyre too busy saving me
(repeat chorus)
Ive seen a lone,sloane ranger drive
Seems her chauffeur took a dive
And sold her secrets to the sun
And later in a magazine
I finally figured what it means
To be a saint, not a queen
Two lustful lovers catch a spark
And chase their shadows in the dark
Someones getting off tonight
Of a big red bus thats packed so tight
It disappears in a trail of light
Somewhere someones dreaming baby its all right…
Chorus:
Its midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea
No ones asking me for favors
No ones looking for a savoir
Theyre too busy saving me
Midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea
No ones pinned dreams on me
No ones asking me to bleed
Im the man I want to be
When chelsea girls sing…
Its morning when I go to sleep
In the distant dawn a church bell rings
Another day is coming on
A babys born, an old man dies
Somewhere young lovers kiss good-bye
I leave my soul and just move on
And wish that I was there to sing this song
Chorus:
Its midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea
No ones asking me for favors
No ones looking for a savoir
Theyre too busy saving me
Its midnight in chelsea, midnight in chelsea
No ones pinned dreams on me
No ones asking me to bleed
Im the man I want to be
The man I want to be,the man I want to be
Midnight in chelsea