(intro) I'm kicking off from centre field, a question of being down for the game The one shot deal don't matter, yeah and the other one's the same Oh, my friend I see you, want you to come through And she's standing in the shadows, where the streetlights all turn blue (mesmas notas) She leaving for an American, a suitcase in her hand Her brothers and her sisters, are all on Atlantic sand She's screaming through the alley way, I hear that lonely cry, why can't you? And her batteries are corroded, and her hundred-watt bulb just blew She used to hang out at Miss Lucy's, every weekend they got loose And it was a straight clear case of having taken in too much juice It was outside, and it was outside, just the nature of the person Now all you got to remember, after all it's just showbiz We're screaming through the alleyway, I hear her lonely cry, why can't you? And she's standing in the shadows, where the streetlights all turn blue And she's standing in the shadows, where the streetlights all turn blue And she's standing in the shadows, where the streetlights all turn baby blue