Saturday night
Saint Pete's got the blues
I dig the Sunday paper
But I've already heard the news
You say you're leaving, I won't bother asking why
Some other time
Drive down Bayshore
Portrait of our lives
Persistence of our memories
Came roaring with the tide
You were suffused with your malaise
You made your mark, I lit the spark
On everything we knew
But what did I do
South Florida skies
Perfect weather for July
Espresso in the morning 'fore we say our last goodbyes
Let's take a stroll down anywhere, if you don't mind
Some other time
Lower Manhattan
At the hotel bar
Two drinks deep, start to wonder
Why the hell it fell apart
Take me back under those Sunshine City stars
To where you are
Let's get down tonight
Cuz you are the best thing I've ever seen
Make you feel alright
We'll make it the best thing we've ever dreamed
Oh no
Let's get down tonight
Cuz you are the best thing I've ever seen
Make you feel alright
We'll make it the best thing we've ever dreamed
Let's get down tonight
Cuz you are the best thing I've ever seen
Make you feel alright
We'll make it the best thing we've ever dreamed
Let's get down tonight
Cuz you are the best thing I've ever seen
Make you feel alright
We'll make it the best thing