VESTI LA GIUBBA
but a cloud fell and we froze inside your coat.
One arm for you, and one for me--
two arms crossing, winding. . .
as the tide roared in.
The highway howling high above,
the smoke rolled in and covered us.
It smothered us but still we wished
the seconds could be years.
Laguna Beach was soaked in tears,
the sea retreated,
the world retreated.
Nothing left but sand . . .
Laguna Beach ran through our hands.
A castle rose, a story closed too soon. . .
Clock Strikes Ten
Clock Strikes TenClock strike ten it's a Saturday night
Got money in my pocket and it feels all right
Not goin' home gonna stay out late
Gotta hear some rockin' music it feels just great
Strikes twelve it's a Saturday night
All the creeps are sleepin' all the cools in sight
All the kings and queens they're out tonight
Lookin for some action till it feels Alright
(chorus)
Imagine what we're doin'tonight
You really got me goin' tonight
Imagine what we're doin' tonight
I'm crazy for some action tonight
Clock strikes two a Saturday night
All my money's spent but that's allright
Not goin' home gonna stay out late
Get ready for some action want some action tonight
Clock strikes four I want some more
Everybody's layin on the floor
Not goin' home gonna stay out late
Gotta hear that rockin'before it's too late
Imagine what we're doin'tonight
You really got me goin' tonight
Imagine what we're doin' tonight
I'm crazy for some action tonight
Gonna get down Gonna get on down
Gonna get down Gonna get on down
(drum solo)
Gonna get down (repeat 15x's)