Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Midnight In Chelsea, artist - Jon Bon Jovi.
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Song language: English
Midnight In Chelsea |
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 ain’t hard to understand |
Why she’s holding on to her own hand |
It’s midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea |
No one’s asking me for favors |
No one’s looking for a savoir |
They’re too busy saving me It’s midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea |
No one’s asking me for favors |
No one’s looking for a savoir |
They’re too busy saving me |
I’ve 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 |
Someone’s getting off tonight |
Of a big red bus that’s packed so tight |
It disappears in a trail of light |
Somewhere someone’s dreaming baby it’s all right… |
It’s midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea |
No one’s asking me for favors |
No one’s looking for a savoir |
They’re too busy saving me Midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea |
No one’s pinned dreams on me No one’s asking me to bleed |
I’m the man I want to be When Chelsea girls sing… |
It’s morning when I go to sleep |
In the distant dawn a church bell rings |
Another day is coming on A baby’s 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 |
It’s midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea |
No one’s asking me for favors |
No one’s looking for a savoir |
They’re too busy saving me It’s midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea |
No one’s pinned dreams on me No one’s asking me to bleed |
I’m the man I want to be The man I want to be, the man I want to be Midnight in Chelsea |