Allnighters - The Scandals

Green beers on a Tuesday night

Something’s got me feeling that something ain’t right and you say

Tell me a story of your past life.

Paint dries on a setting moon

Won’t wake up ‘til a quarter passed noon.

My radio stopped working today.

Parked cars with the keys inside.

Got me start to thinking you got something to hide

And I know, things aren’t the way they used to be

Crashed that car through your front door

Just to figure out what my nerves are for

My radio stopped working today

Honey it’s a cold, cold, cold night.

Well honey it’s a cold, cold, cold night.

Moon rises on a morning tide.

You lie about my secrets and I take it in stride

But I can’t, can’t see color on your black tongue.

Still waitin on the mail to come,

Just wanna know who the fuck it’s from

My radio stopped working today

Overheat on teenage dreams,

Things are never ever what they seem

Would you wanna wanna, would you wanna

Would you wanna wanna come home with me?