City Lights
Reach your hand into the night and grab it by the city lights
You're drunk and you've no place to go
Well, baby I'm the one you're waiting for
The radio begins to play another song about getting laid
We are, we are, we are, we are
We are the reason that they write em for
Tired and loopy, our consciences useless
Remember the first time that I drove you home
There was no faking: First act, I was taken
It was the moment I was searching for
Taking chances running wild, I am driven by your smile
Take me to your secret place and open up the pearly gates
Tired and loopy, our consciences useless
Remember the first time that I drove you home
There was no faking: First act, I was taken
It was the moment I was searching for
And there's something about the way
Oh, the way that we first met
And it's still that way to day
The radio begins to play another song about getting laid
We are, we are, we are, we are
We are the reason that they write em for
Tired and loopy, our consciences useless
Remember the first time that I drove you home
There was no faking: First act, I was taken
It was the moment I was searching for
Tired and loopy, our consciences useless
Remember the first time that I drove you home
There was no faking: First act, I was taken
It was the moment I was searching for
And there's something about the way
Oh, the way that we first met
And it's still that way to day
And there's something about the way
Oh, the way that we first met
And it's still that way to day
Reach your hand into the night and grab it by the city lights
You're drunk and you've no place to go
Well, baby I'm the one you're waiting for
The radio begins to play another song about getting laid
We are, we are, we are, we are
We are the reason that they write em for
Tired and loopy, our consciences useless
Remember the first time that I drove you home
There was no faking: First act, I was taken
It was the moment I was searching for
Taking chances running wild, I am driven by your smile
Take me to your secret place and open up the pearly gates
Tired and loopy, our consciences useless
Remember the first time that I drove you home
There was no faking: First act, I was taken
It was the moment I was searching for
And there's something about the way
Oh, the way that we first met
And it's still that way to day
The radio begins to play another song about getting laid
We are, we are, we are, we are
We are the reason that they write em for
Tired and loopy, our consciences useless
Remember the first time that I drove you home
There was no faking: First act, I was taken
It was the moment I was searching for
Tired and loopy, our consciences useless
Remember the first time that I drove you home
There was no faking: First act, I was taken
It was the moment I was searching for
And there's something about the way
Oh, the way that we first met
And it's still that way to day
And there's something about the way
Oh, the way that we first met
And it's still that way to day
Reach your hand into the night and grab it by the city lights
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Writer(s): Brandon Vacik
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