F The kids 'round here look just like sticks, F They trade old licks with a beat up six, Bb I smile and catch the groove, Gm Gothic girls all dress in black, Serious as heart attacks, C It takes a little bit of getting used to, F The old man with the whiskey stains, F Lost the night forgot his name, Bb His poor wife will sleep alone again, Dm Bb And it ain't hard to understand, C Bb Why she's holding on to her own hand, F It's midnight in Chelsea sha la la la Bb Midnight in Chelsea sha la la la Gm No one's asking me for favours, No one's looking for a saviour, C 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 the 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 savior They're too busy saving me It's midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea No one's pinned the 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
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