Just Another Night Songtext
von Travis Collins
Just Another Night Songtext
Whoa-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Walking up Broadway, my face down in the wind
The mission bells ring as the night falls in
If I had a car, man, I′d fill 'er up and drive
To where the bright lights shine and the strong survive
You know I call myself a writer but I never get paid
Send letters back home, tell ′em all I got it made
They're standing in line to hear the songs that I write
But what about the loser singing just another night
It's just another (just another), it′s just another night
Ain′t got myself a girl, I ain't even had a bite
There′s people on the west side living life right
Down here in this neighbourhood, it's just another night (just another night)
Oh-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
I took the Illinois Central to the California shore
Looking for a life with a little bit more
But brother, in one year, the only pleasure that I found
Was a pretty senorita in Tijuana town
It′s just another (just another), it's just another night
Ain′t got myself a girl, I ain't even had a bite
There's people on the west side living life right
Down here in this neighbourhood, it′s just another
Last night I heard a shotgun firing, through my house it rang
A local boy was shot by a south side gang
You know there ain′t no justice in the streets of the deprived
It's a place down on the corner where you thank God you′re alive
And now it's just another (just another), it′s just another night
Ain't got myself a girl, I ain′t even had a bite
There's people on the west side living life right
Down here in this neighbourhood, it's just another night (just another night)
You know, it′s just another (just another), it′s just another night
Ain't got myself a girl, I ain′t even had a bite
There's people on the west side living life right
Down here in this neighbourhood, it′s just another night
Down here in this neighbourhood, it's just another night
Oh-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Walking up Broadway, my face down in the wind
The mission bells ring as the night falls in
If I had a car, man, I′d fill 'er up and drive
To where the bright lights shine and the strong survive
You know I call myself a writer but I never get paid
Send letters back home, tell ′em all I got it made
They're standing in line to hear the songs that I write
But what about the loser singing just another night
It's just another (just another), it′s just another night
Ain′t got myself a girl, I ain't even had a bite
There′s people on the west side living life right
Down here in this neighbourhood, it's just another night (just another night)
Oh-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
I took the Illinois Central to the California shore
Looking for a life with a little bit more
But brother, in one year, the only pleasure that I found
Was a pretty senorita in Tijuana town
It′s just another (just another), it's just another night
Ain′t got myself a girl, I ain't even had a bite
There's people on the west side living life right
Down here in this neighbourhood, it′s just another
Last night I heard a shotgun firing, through my house it rang
A local boy was shot by a south side gang
You know there ain′t no justice in the streets of the deprived
It's a place down on the corner where you thank God you′re alive
And now it's just another (just another), it′s just another night
Ain't got myself a girl, I ain′t even had a bite
There's people on the west side living life right
Down here in this neighbourhood, it's just another night (just another night)
You know, it′s just another (just another), it′s just another night
Ain't got myself a girl, I ain′t even had a bite
There's people on the west side living life right
Down here in this neighbourhood, it′s just another night
Down here in this neighbourhood, it's just another night
Oh-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ho-ho-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
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