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Текст: David Bowie. Pinups. Here Comes The Night.

Ohh
(Here comes the night)
Here it comes
Here comes the night
Yeah, here comes the night
Oh, yeah
(Here comes the night)

I can see right out my window walking down the street my girl
With another guy
His arms around her
Like it used to be with me
Oh, it makes me want to die

Yeah, here it comes
Here comes the night
(The night)
Yeah
(Here comes the night)
Here comes the night
Yeah
(Here comes the night)

There they go, funny how they look so good together
Wonder what is wrong with me
Why can't I accept
The fact she's chosen him
And simply let them be

Here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Yeah yeah yeah
(Here comes the night)

Oh, she's with him
Just turning down the lights
Now he's holding her the way I used to do
I can see her closing her eyes
And telling him lies
Exactly like she told me too

Oh, here it comes
Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night
Yeah
(Here comes the night)

Here, here it comes
(Here comes the night)
Here, here comes the
(Here comes the night)
Here comes the night, yeah
Lonely, lonely night
Lonely, lonely night
(Here comes the night)
Oh, here comes the night
(Here comes the night)