domingo, 6 de junho de 2010

CLUB AT THE END OF THE STREET

When the shades are drawn
And the light of the moon is banned
And the stars up above
Walk the heavens hand in hand
There's a shady place
At the end of the working day
Where young lovers go
And this hot little trio plays

That's where we meet
That's where we meet
Me and you rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
Oooh where we meet
Oooh where we meet
Me and you rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street

From the alleyways
Where the catwalks gently sway
You hear the sound of Otis
And the voice of Marvin Gaye
In this smoky room
There's a jukebox plays all night
And we can dance real close
Beneath the pulse of a neon light

That's where we meet...

There's a downtown smell of cooking
From the flame on an open grill
There's a sax and a big bass pumpin'
Lord have mercy
Ooh, you can't sit still
Ooh, you can't sit still

That's where we meet
That's where we meet
Me and you rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
Ooh where we meet
Ooh where we meet
Me and you rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
Ooh ooh yeah
You can't sit still
Where we meet
In the club at the end of the street
You can't sit still
Where we meet
In the club at the end of the street
You can't sit still
In the club at the end of the street

Nenhum comentário:

Postar um comentário