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NiteclubEighteen-hundred miles from this old nightclubA girl is turning 22 today How am I supposed to entertain you? My fingertips are worthless when my mind's so far away Eighteen-hundred miles from Manhattan The nightclub yawns and opens up it's doors Thank God that I don't have to pay the cover 'Cause every night I'm broker than I was the night before Yeah, this old niteclub stole my youth This old niteclub stole my true love It follows me around from town to town I just might get drunk tonight and burn the niteclub down I just might get drunk tonight and burn the niteclub down, three four Telephones make strangers out of lovers Whiskey makes the strangers all look good Well my angel of the morning is in mourning My life was misspent, don't let me be misunderstood And this old niteclub stole my youth Yeah, this old niteclub stole my true love It follows me around from town to town I just might get drunk tonight and burn the niteclub down Yeah, I just might get drunk tonight and burn the niteclub down Yeah, I just might get drunk tonight and burn the niteclub down |