Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brite Nightgown , by - Donald Fagen. Song from the album Morph The Cat, in the genre ПопRelease date: 02.03.2006
Record label: Reprise
Song language: English
Brite Nightgown |
| I dreamed I had a fever |
| I was pushin' one-oh-three |
| My mom’s all upset — cryin' by my bedside |
| Everybody’s prayin' for me |
| I hear a scratchin' at the window |
| I somehow twist myself around |
| I realize I’m eyes to eyes |
| With the fella in the Brite Nitegown |
| Brite Nitegown |
| Brite Nitegown |
| You can’t fight with the fella |
| In the Brite Nitegown |
| The eagle flies on Friday |
| My baby wants to bash |
| I hit the ATM — and march down the street |
| With a roll of party cash |
| Right then a couple lit-up brothers |
| They gently put me on the ground |
| They do the steal and leave me to deal |
| With the fella in the Brite Nitegown |
| Brite Nitegown |
| Brite Nitegown |
| You can’t fight with the fella |
| In the Brite Nitegown |
| Ten milligrams of Chronax |
| Will whip you back through time |
| Past Hebrew kings — and furry things |
| To the birth of humankind |
| I shared in all of nature’s secrets |
| But when I finally came around |
| I’m sittin' on the rug gettin' a victory hug |
| From the fella in the brite Brite Nitegown |
| Brite Nitegown |
| Brite Nitegown |
| You can’t fight with the fella |
| In the Brite Nitegown |