The street lights start to come on I know that it's time Stop what you're doin' Meet those drinkin' friends of mine First guy that called me on the telephone Said get on down but I'm stayin' at home
Now I believe in love I believe that it's true That I'm defenseless When I'm lookin' at you Sleepy eyes on an angel's face Don't worry, baby No one's gonna take your place
The closer you get the better you look Throw me a line The closer you get the more that I see We'll sure have a good time Now I know what you're thinkin' How do I feel Well there's no rules in my book Said the closer you get Oh the better you took
Keepin' one foot on the showroom One on the side I've had some close ones But I'm doin' all right There's gold on his fingers It don't mean a thing He'll do his best To hear this sweet lady sing I've got the time if you got the place We've got the know how If you got the space We've got the power, we've got no shame Come over, baby Sure do wanna light your flame, you know
The closer you get the better you look Throw me a line The closer you get the more that I see We'll sure have a good time Now I know what you're thinkin' How do I feel Well there's no rules in my book Said the closer you get Oh the better you took
Compositor: Chris ReaPublicado em 2005 e lançado em 1981ECAD verificado fonograma #13088360 em 10/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM