Pete Brown & Phil Ryan - Liverpool Echoes lyrics

Blonde hair in a greasy spoon All night cafe called the New Moon I hope someone remembers soon Hey I've got a tune Long hair and red guitars Loud R & B in a quiet bar When nobody had a car We've come so far Now the boys got no money to buy And the girls they walk around wondering why So I won't write your name up on the door 'Cause the streets don't tell no stories any more Fine scent running round my brain Rich high living down a bleak back lane I hope I can back there again Maybe I can explain Well every place goes through a time When the life flows like wine It seems like you just can't go wrong And the music lasts so long You don't think it can ever end But it does my friend City sleeping just like a top Good night's loving, so bad to stop I hope nobody calls the cops While we're still on top Old loves pushed into the past Hot summer dancers cool at last Why do those moments move so fast I always ask Now the boys got no money to buy And the girls they walk around wondering why So I won't write your name up on the door 'Cause the streets don't tell no stories any more