Old 97's - Nightclub lyrics

Eighteen-hundred miles from this old nightclub A girl is turning 22 today How am I supposed to entertain you? My fingertips are worthless when my mind's so far away Eighteen-hundred miles from Manhattan The nightclub yawns and opens up it's doors Thank god that I don't have to pay the cover Cause every night I'm broker than I was the night before Yeah this old nightclub stole my youth This old nightclub stole my true love It follows me around from town to town I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down Telephones make strangers out of lovers Whiskey makes the strangers all look good Well my angel of the morning is in mourning My life was misspent, don't let me be misunderstood And this old nightclub stole my youth This old nightclub stole my true love It follows me around from town to town I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down