Nighttime lyrics
by Ben Lee



This tender bodyJust wouldn't have a clueWhat it could be in forSo come on get your shoes onI'll get you what you go throughAnd all the peopleAround here every dayThey go home in the nighttimeSo come on do your make-upAnd get me what I'll go throughI'm worth my weight in goldWatching the crowds unfoldLate-start velocityNighttime's making a mess of meAnd you hear musicEverywhere you goMusic's better in the nighttimeSo come on play a recordIt'll get you what you go throughI'm worth my weight in goldWatching the crowds unfoldLate-start velocityNighttime's making a mess of meI'm worth my weight in goldWatching the crowds unfoldLate-start velocityNighttime's making a mess of meNighttime's making a mess of meNighttime's making a mess of meNighttime's making a messSo come on get your shoes onNighttime's making a mess of meNighttime's making a messNighttime's making a messGo on get your shoes onGo on get your shoes on