| Standin' on a corner, pocket full of hate
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| Lookin' like a boy, feelin' like a man
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| Here come my baby in a two-tone Lincoln
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| The way she looked at me, she knew what I was thinkin'
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| Foot hit the brakes and she opened the door
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| Slid in the seat and her foot hit the floor
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| We’re rollin' down the highway, headin' west
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| Puttin' the two-tone machine to the test
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| We got no place to go, man we don’t care
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| We’ll know we’re goin' when we get there
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| I got paid, there’s a smile on my face
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| Sun’s going down and everything’s in place
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| Everything’s in place, like it ought to be
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| Got the honey, got the time, got the weekend free
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| My day job’s nothin' but a memory
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| Here comes the night, my baby and me
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| Came to a dirt road, we took a right
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| Kickin' up dust into the night
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| We saw this little joint by the side of the road
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| My baby «Why not?» |
| I said «Let's go»
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| We made a U-turn, we hit the parking lot
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| The time was right, the night was hot
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| My baby held my hand, we walked through the door
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| The band cranked it up, we hit the dance floor
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| She was a-movin' like a fine machine
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| you know what I mean
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| I looked at her with a smile on my face
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| We was in love and everything’s in place
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| Everything’s in place, like it ought to be
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| Got the honey, got the time, got the weekend free
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| My day job’s nothin' but a memory
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| Here comes the night, my baby and me
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| Everything’s in place, like it ought to be
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| Got the honey, got the time, got the weekend free
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| My day job’s nothin' but a memory
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| Here comes the night, my baby and me
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| Here comes the night, my baby and me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Here Comes The Night , by - Ray Wylie Hubbard. Song from the album Lost Train of Thought, in the genre Кантри