Madison Sqaure Garden

All your diamond rings, all the pretty things
I see you slip them on your fingers, as you get ready to go out
To see that business man you met across town
In a burning house
All the Friday nights, you got drunk off wine
While you told the party about this Debutant, who stole your man from your mouth
And you're sure you're gonna get back at her one day
While she's lookin' down

Well if you look in the mirror, it's quite clear
It's gonna be you who's forgotten about

That girl's a man, turned back again
She told me one day she got tired of shavin' her legs-so she went all-natural
And now no one's lookin' up her skirt
For a fear of hell
So don't apologize, I won't sing that line
But after all a movie director will sleep with any one of his daughters
And then move on to some Japanese Dream
For a year and a quarter

When you're out to eat with an LA Queen
You don't tell her what to do or what to order

Sunday morning, everybody feels like they've lost
You drink too much, honey, you're never gonna know the cost
A war's due soon and everybody's gonna lose
Themselves

But tonight, tonight, tonight
We're gonna be alright
Tonight, tonight, tonight
It's not our time
O' tonight!