The Atomic Cafe
somewhere after midnight.
You don't know what you're missing.
You'd be out of your mind
trying to have a good time.
You don't know what you're missing.
The Atomic Cafe
somewhere after midnight.
All the love turns to luck.
And you'll be down on your knees
crawling through the streets
caked with perfume and perfection.
And stop
like a fool and see
the lonely ain't so free.
The Atomic Cafe
somewhere after midnight.
A sad deja vu.
And you find a fragment of a feeling
Somebody help me 'fore I hurt me
The Atomic Cafe
Somewhere after midnight
All the love turns to luck
And you'll be down on your knees
Crawling through the streets
Caked with perfume and perfection
And cry like a baby for another time
Where love takes its toll in nickels and dimes
And I'll STOP, like a fool and see
The lonely ain't so free

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