Decatur St. by The Twilight Singers Lyrics
Down around the corner
Lives a naughty little girl
Who clicks her tongue
I love the way she talk
She pay no attention
Knows I’m one of them sad boys
Who's hypnotised by girls who walk the walk
I'm no good and I like it
And the end is coming soon
Above the lion
Is hungry for the dark side of the [moon]
Decatur
The complicator
I want a little more
The saviour
Of misbehaviour
It's all right
Circle tight
Say goodnight
Hit the town, yeah
Hit the town
Up high the sky
Is dark and wide tonight
It looks like it’s going to fall
Are you all alone
Or shall I squire you home?
Or would you rather see me crawl?
I know what I had
And I know what I got
Maybe my soul
Is like a vacant lot, shot
Baby
It's complicated
Though I’ll never know
A favour to run away
You want to party?
You want to party?
You want to?
Do you? Do you?
Do you want to roll with me?
Do you? Do you?
Do you want to roll with me?
'Cause I’m juvenile, impractical
And I’ll make you cry, hysterical
You want to ride?
Ain't nothing free
See something you like
You got to pay me
You got to pay me
Sugar, got to pay me
You got to pay me or play me
Girl, you got to pay me now
Pay me now
Pay me now
Pay me later
You’re going to pay me, girl
Pay me now
Pay me now
You’ll pay me later
You’ll pay me later
You’re going to pay me, girl
You’re going to
You’re going to
You’re going to pay me, girl
Lives a naughty little girl
Who clicks her tongue
I love the way she talk
She pay no attention
Knows I’m one of them sad boys
Who's hypnotised by girls who walk the walk
I'm no good and I like it
And the end is coming soon
Above the lion
Is hungry for the dark side of the [moon]
Decatur
The complicator
I want a little more
The saviour
Of misbehaviour
It's all right
Circle tight
Say goodnight
Hit the town, yeah
Hit the town
Up high the sky
Is dark and wide tonight
It looks like it’s going to fall
Are you all alone
Or shall I squire you home?
Or would you rather see me crawl?
I know what I had
And I know what I got
Maybe my soul
Is like a vacant lot, shot
Baby
It's complicated
Though I’ll never know
A favour to run away
You want to party?
You want to party?
You want to?
Do you? Do you?
Do you want to roll with me?
Do you? Do you?
Do you want to roll with me?
'Cause I’m juvenile, impractical
And I’ll make you cry, hysterical
You want to ride?
Ain't nothing free
See something you like
You got to pay me
You got to pay me
Sugar, got to pay me
You got to pay me or play me
Girl, you got to pay me now
Pay me now
Pay me now
Pay me later
You’re going to pay me, girl
Pay me now
Pay me now
You’ll pay me later
You’ll pay me later
You’re going to pay me, girl
You’re going to
You’re going to
You’re going to pay me, girl