Close your eyes and go to sleep
From the howling, howling over these streets
'Cause people stare, 'cause you're so mad
That wild, wild spark, that innocent laughBut baby, that's this town
It won't happen next time
Yeah, baby that's this town
Lovers on love downs
It's this town to be blamedAt the top of the block there's a church
At the top of the tower there's a clock
And it rings and it sighs
'Cause there's no time for all these liesBut baby, that's this town
It won't happen next time
Baby, that's this town
Lovers on love downs
It's this town to be blamedBaby, take a walk round to my house
Throw off these tired eyes and tears and these frowns
Take that lane so down and deep
And walk those regrets that fill your sleepYou say your sleep is naked but your dreams are clothed
What about your footsteps, who sees them go?
Who lets you know about these things?Who's gonna say the things we think?
So take your keys and pack your bags
But leave your books and leave your maps'Cause baby that's this town
It won't happen next time
Yeah baby, that's this town
It won't happen next timeYeah baby, that's this town
It won't happen next time
Sure baby that's this town
Lovers on love downs
It's this town to be blamed
It's this town to be blamedWork, work, work
Rain, rain, rain
Home, home, home
Again, again, againWork, work, work
And a rain, rain, rain
Home, home, home
Again, again, againWork, work, work
Rain, rain, rain
Home, home, home
Again, again, againIt's work, work, work
And the, rain, rain, rain
And home, home, home
Again, again, againIt's work, work, work
And the rain, rain, rain
Your home, home, home
Again, again, againIt's, work, work, work
Rain, rain, rain
Home, home, home
Again, again, againWork, work, work
And the rain, rain, rain
Your home, home, home
Again, again, again
Songwriters
PRIME, JIM/ROSS, RICKYPublished by
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