Nightclubbing

Driving down those city streets Waiting to get down Won't you take your big machine Somewhere in this town Now in the parking lot garage I found the proper place Just follow all the written rules You'll fit into the space Pull up to my bumper baby In

I was on the first ship to Peru Charted all the courses like all sailors do First to cross the Mason-Dixon line Overseeing wetbacks for good californian wine And I've done it again, done it again, done it again And I've done it again, done it again,

Strange, I've seen that face before, Seen him hanging 'round my door, Like a hawk stealing for the prey, Like the night waiting for the day, Strange, he shadows me back home, Footsteps echo on the stones, Rainy nights, on Hausmann Boulevard, Parisian