Night, night, night
I have to go and catch my bus
I think of an even better idea
A gimmick mediocre at best
I'd like to hear it
Night, night, night
Night, night, night
Same glass breaking, same music
Same beer, same middle fingers
Night, night, night
Night, night, night
Walking down that aisle
I'd have been done
Night, night, night
Night, night, night
True romance, true love
She's come a long way
Listening to old-timers
And describing it to you
And asked for a lot of things
Fair play for all of them
Night, night, night
Night, night, night
True romance, true love
She's come a long way
Listening to old-timers
And describing it to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tequila plus blues for you. Goodbye for good.