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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeFrankie
Dark weekends in the sun, out on Chelsea RowDescending the stairs, Frankie my loveCheck your make-up in the mirrorCome on, baby, let's goWe'll dance round this dirty town'Till the night is all doneThen all the finer things sleep alone tonightThen all the minor kings lose their thrones tonightDon't worry about me baby, I'll be alrightThere's machines and there's fireOn the outside of townYoung boys for hireWaiting to blow us all downThere are strange flashes in the sky up aboveI'll spend the night at the moviesWith my secret loveAt dusk the stars all appear on the screenJust like they do each night in my dreamsBut tonight's no dream, FrankieI can feel myself moveLiving and dyingLike I was born to doWalk softly tonight little angelI wanna be alone with youTalk softly to me tonight angelMake all my dream-world come trueI remember standing in the freezing rainReading them "Want" ads out on Chelsea RowWinging down the street in search of new gamesHustling through the night packs where the actors goFrankie they are crazy, let's run and hideIn the darkness there'll be hidden worlds that shineWhen all of the glory in this desperate landWill rise like raindrops in the palm of our handsRise like the rainLet your sadness riseWalk softly tonight little angelInto the shadows where the lovers goTalk softly tonight angelWhisper your secrets so soft and low
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