How long's it gonna be, babe?
Flack it over you,
doll I bet it's gonna be a while now,
kid
But you're living right off the heart
And I'm tired of living in the saute
Snow and rain falling through the sheets
In fact, I'm tired of 23rd Street
Strung out like some Christmas lights Out there in the Chelsea nights
Maybe you just didn't read me right The
lights went out and you just didn't understand
I played your song, I got the melody all wrong
Well, I'm just * up like some rubber bands
And I'm tired of living in this saute
Fire and rain blowing through the streets
In fact, I'm tired of 23rd Street
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea nights Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea nights
I feel like getting rid of all my things
Maybe just disappearing to the falls
The traffic roars, my stomach screams
Like a gang of angry dogs
And I'm tired of living in this saute
TV and dirty magazines
And I'm just trying to get a little sleep
Out there in the Chelsea nights