Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Open All Night, artist - Bruce Springsteen. Date of issue: 29.09.1982
Song language: English
Open All Night |
| I had the carburetor cleaned and checked |
| With her line blown out she’s hummin' like a turbojet |
| Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks |
| For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks |
| Took her down to the carwash check the plugs and points |
| I’m goin' out tonight, I’m gonna rock this joint |
| Early north Jersey industrial skyline |
| I’m a all set cobra jet creepin' through the nighttime |
| Gotta find a gas station gotta find a payphone |
| This turnpike sure is spooky at night when you’re all alone |
| Gotta hit the gas baby I’m runnin' late |
| This New Jersey in the mornin' like a lunar landscape |
| The boss don’t dig me so he put me on the nightshift |
| It takes me two hours to get back to where my baby lives |
| In the wee wee hours your mind gets hazy |
| Radio relay towers won’t you lead me to my baby |
| Underneath the overpass trooper hits his party light switch |
| Goodnight good luck one two powershift |
| I met Wanda when she was employed |
| Behind the counter at the route 60 Bob’s Big Boy |
| Fried Chicken on the front seat she’s sittin' in my lap |
| We’re wipin' our fingers on a Texaco roadmap |
| I remember Wanda up on scrap metal hill |
| With them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still |
| 5 A.M. |
| oil pressure’s sinkin' fast |
| I make a pit stop wipe the windshield check the gas |
| Gotta call my baby on the telephone |
| Let her know that her daddy’s comin' on home |
| Sit tight little mamma I’m comin' round |
| I got 3 more hours but I’m coverin' ground |
| Your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours |
| Sun’s just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers |
| Radio’s jammed up with gospel stations |
| Lost souls callin' long distance salvation |
| Hey Mr. DJ won’t ya hear my last prayer |
| Hey ho rock 'n' roll deliver me from nowhere |