This Is For The Night People

Ralph

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    I'm driving around aimlessly with my radio on.
    If it's Montreal,
    I'm all alone on Sherbrooke Street,
    Montreal West, past Loyola College,
    Yeah, I know, it's not called that anymore,
    Winding around little sleepy avenues
    Where everybody's tired
    Man, even the trees are tired
    Yeah, they're tired of holding up the sky
    You see, it gets kind of saggy past midnight,
    The paint's still not dry so
    All those stars are shining and sparkling but
    Some guy is whispering
    That smooth DJ voice is saying
    This is for the night people
    This is for the night people
    Those strange creatures of the nights
    Living from midnight to six
    Why don't you pick up the phone and call me right now?
    555-666 all the little red lights is on right now
    And this is the best feeling in the world
    When I roll my window down
    And breathe that cold air in my lungs because, uh
    Because who is playing that saxophone on the Rideau Canal?
    Yeah, who is blowing that music while everyone is asleep in Ottawa?
    I can hear it on Bank Street, inside a little pizza place,
    I can hear that midnight howl,
    This is for the night people,
    This is for the night people
    And it's time to move,
    Time to look outside the little window in your house and say
    Where is the door to get out of here?
    Where are the wheels? when can that gas start burning?
    When can I stand outside the gates at Quebec City?
    And pour the night sky into my coffee cup?
    And are you the one? are you the one who will sit beside me
    In the little horse drawn carriage?
    Shivering under the blanket
    Watching the cold breath air come out of our mouths,
    And there's that music again,
    Who is that? Who is that saxophone serenading winter lovers?
    And who is beating the drum?
    Ow, hit the hi hat.
    And yeah, is this really Cavendish and Cote St. Luc,
    Montreal, my home town, can you smell the bagels?
    Oh, Really, it's 3a.m.,
    This is when the bakers are listening to the radio,
    They are making delicious cakes,
    They are stirring up that rhubarb pie
    I will shortly be having for breakfast on Decarie Boulevard.
    Yeah, everybody stops to listen to that smooth DJ voice,
    This is for the night people,
    This is for the night people.
    Good night.

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