Angeline歌词

You know the night gets me up, I'm calling.
I won't have much to fill your cup, my darling.
But meet me at the promenade, 'cause we won't stay eighteen.
Kiss me if you want to, Angeline.
And if you want to bring a light for your smokes,
And if you want to warm the night with my coat,
Don't let the season fade away, 'cause we won't stay eighteen.
Kiss me if you want to, Angeline.
Now I could get it right,
I could sweep you off your tender heels tonight.
And into you I'd lean.
We don't have to fear the morning, Angeline.