Each night in some cafe I'm on display until the dark, turns into dawn Up upon the stand, singing with the band While the music plays on Each night is
I'm feelin' groovy, kickin' down the cobblestones And there is music in every sight and every sound No need for headphones I'll tip my cap to the world
As the cafe was closing on a warm summer night And Cathy was cleaning the spoons The radio played the hit parade And I hummed along with the tune She
us are crowned, some of us are drowned And some are lost and never found, but most have seen it all They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
music and something to say I hear Paul owns a drum shop Jane teaches ballet and Christine's an OBGYN I'm writing songs that I sing in a cafe And sometimes
gonna meet at the Blue Nun Cafe Well, I was already gone when he called me today We're gonna meet at the Blue Nun Cafe The lights are low and it's kinda hazy The music
Mr. Walt, Evil Dee, Universal Flipmode, check it out Ha My shit is sicker latte Backing out on niggas up at Jimmy's Cafe Puerto Rican mamis lookin' like
mess up Great plans for a wild weekend Gotta meet my friends at the rock cafe On the corner of the city gate There's a place open all night Music is
was written in my soul from me to you Tangled up in blue I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafes
Oldfield On every boulevard I seek you In every street cafe I meet you When you say you're just passing this way I know why you do Babe you're warm as
break) Fat cat came and chased all the blues away And punk rock, jazz and the hip hop DJ Music can't be killed however If it's unloved, the music
and get obsessed There was a lady in Los Angeles That handled this the way the manual suggests (the way the manual suggests) She turned me on to music
cafe to watch while sipping mint tea...many circles of twenty or so people are scattered around the market, each involved in their own drama of music
(ferry/mackay) Here as I sit At this empty cafe Thinking of you I remember All those moments Lost in wonder That we´ll never Find again Though
feels good to see hip-hop say its number one Let's go way back if you able to do the math yeah I'm talkin' bout the pool table in the cafe yeah When
us are downed Some of us are crowned and some are lost and never found But most have seen it all They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls They
apart Found my way to Madeleine Street Found my lover and I found my heart Found my lover and I found my heart Down in Nicaragua in a little music bar
words and music by Robb (Rabbitt) MacKay Some times when the sun goes down And I'm lost in some other town My thoughts may drift away To Manzanillo Bay