A reminiscence of better times in Detroit.
Josh Acosta- Lyrics, vocals and guitar
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Before worrying about economic security, I was a teen concerned only with grabbing a girl and a bottle of wine, and driving through the streets of Detroit to our nightly haunts.
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Smell the rain, it will be here soon
Radio's playin' a Hooker tune
Pass the wine, drink away our blues
The clouds make it hard to howl at the moon
Midnight ride on a Detroit night
Broken shadows, tavern lights
Corktown streets won't slow us down
We know every brick in this old town
A tragic moon stabs at the dark
The wine is drained around Cheyne Park
But our night won't come to an end
There's a party store out on east Jefferson
Midnight ride on a Detroit night
Catch a glimpse of the lawman's lights
Duck down an alley, just in case
We know every street in this damn place
Redhead glare on a dashborad light
Petals of red give harmonies flight
You know every line, you bend every pitch
Feelin' high, can't get no better than this
Midnight ride on a Detroit night
Broken shadows, tavern light
Corktown streets won't slow us down
We know every brick in this old town
Hit the curb on a Michigan left
Spill your drink on black fishnets
I'll steal a kiss before it's too late
'Cuz time holds many a twisted fate
Midnight ride on a Detroit night
Catch a glimpse of the lawman's lights
Duck down an alley, just in case
We know every street in this damn place
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