14 lyrics for "Neon lights"
She don't get the blues, she gives 'em Well she puts her dancing shoes on every night And comes alive there in the smoke beneath the neon lights And she don't like those hurtin' songs Cause she's already lived 'em She checks her broken heart there at the
PlayXanadu, Xanadu (Now we are here) in Xanadu Xanadu, your neon lights will shine for you, Xanadu A place where nobody dared to go The love that we came to know They call it Xanadu And now, open your eyes and see what we have made is real We are in Xanadu A
PlayI believe most people are good And most mama's oughta qualify for sainthood I believe most Friday nights look better under neon or stadium lights I believe you love who you love Ain't nothing you should ever be ashamed of I believe this world ain't half
PlayAh ah ah ah La da da da da Soft ice cream All the lights in Miami begin to gleam Ruby, blue and green, neon too Everything looks better from above my king
PlayI ain't leavin' without your love Under the downtown neon lights That's when you caught my eye You got me all worked up It's obvious we both know The night ain't long enough This goin' end tomorrow Tonight ain't long enough I'm old enough to know that
PlayWaiting in a car Waiting for the right time Waiting for a ride in the dark The night city grows Look at the horizon glow Drinking in the lights Following the neon signs Waiting for a word Looking at the milky skyline
PlayNeon lights Like neon lights Baby when they look up at the sky We'll be shooting stars just passing by You'll be coming home with me tonight And we'll be burning up like neon lights You're all I see in all these places You're all I see in all these faces
PlayWaiting in a car Waiting for the right time Waiting for a ride in the dark The night city grows Look at the horizon glow Drinking in the lights Following the neon signs Waiting for a word Looking at the milky skyline
PlayIn the city I know there must be somethin' better In the city, oh, oh. Somewhere out there on that horizon Out beyond the neon lights But there's nowhere else in sight It's survival in the city When you live from day to day City streets don't have much
Play'Neath the neon cross and a string of Christmas lights It's good to be back again, oh, me and my old friends Jesus and Elvis, painted on velvet Hanging at the bar here every night Lola built this joint in sixty-seven And her boy went out to fight on
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