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Hot Nights of Desire

Bill Soden

Wild as the the wind, high I was flying
Wasn’t nobody would be clipping my wings
City was a banquet, laid out before me
I wanted it all, a taste of everything

I remember those nights, they were lasting forever
I was lost in the endless chase
Waking up next morning, with whoever, wherever
Sometimes weren’t even sure of each other’s name

Hot nights of desire, city was on fire
Full speed ahead no slowing down
Hot nights of desire, playing with fire
We were gonna burn it to the ground
Eighties daze going down

Grab a cab or a gypsy, find my way back home
Wash up, get dressed and head for the job
Work days were a drag, five PM time to start all over
Get down to feeling the whole world throb

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Recorded & mixed by Tom Mandel, NYC

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