Peter Dean - Working Nights lyrics

Upstairs in your sleazy room It’s where you live It’s where you loom And it’s where we both met our doom Take me back there, please. Downtown in your Soho show You like the night-life That’s where you go To offer love to the people who know Take me back there, please. Chorus: (Cos you’re) Working nights And days Just to earn your dishonest wage (Yes you’re) Working nights And days Just to let you pay your way Inside in a backroom bar] You settle down Take off your bra A photoshoot with an electric guitar Take me back there, please. Outside on the newsman’s stand You buy the mag Money’s in your hand Have a laugh with the rest of the band Take me back there, please. Chorus: (Cos you’re) Working nights And days Just to earn your dishonest wage (Yes you’re) Working nights And days Just to let you pay your way. In town for the party scene You get dolled up You have to be seen Realising that the streets are mean Take me back there please. Upstairs in your sleazy room That’s where you live That’s where you loom And it’s where we both met our doom Take me back there, please. Chorus: (Cos you’re) Working nights And days Just to earn your dishonest wage (Yes you’re) Working nights And days Just to let you pay your way. Working nights And Days Working Nights And days (Fade out)