White sheets in the back of your car A Mississippi baby with a head like a hole in the wall Lost sleep didn't get you too far You're falling off the wagon with a suit and cigar 5 weeks with that twitch in your eye You're staring at the mirror but you're still just an ordinary guy Slim chance but you'll give it a try Your jealous little lady does your head in every time Black city nights You're lost in black city nights You long for black city nights You love those black city nights Hot streaks they can turn on a dime You're laying out the carpet but there's red velour in your eyes Lost steam chasing ghosts in the night Seven lonely evenings since she left you behind Hushed days but the nights are loud You try to keep it grounded but your head hangs over the clouds Wrapped up in a funeral shroud My precious little baby's just another face in the crowd Your eyes can tell no lies about it I can't tell you anything about it But your eyes can terrify without it I can't tell you anything about it Oh let me ask you something… you think you're the one? Black city nights You're lost in black city nights You long for black city nights You love those black city nights Black city nights You're lost in black city nights You long for black city nights You love those black city nights