Night Games - Graham Bonnet

See the man on the busy street

He’s almost incomplete

He takes his pleasure in strange ways

And the lady in the liberty

She’s just like you and me

You wouldn’t know her at all

She takes a train up to the great big city

She knocks a door and steps right in

He’s just a fool that some would like to pity

They work to out in the house of sin

Night games, they pay for their

Night games, they work to numbers

They' don’t use names it says in the rules

It’s strictly for cools to play their night games

They pay for their night games

Always play one last frame

Games of the night

Every room is a different scene

Every one has a dirrefent dream

They make it anyway they choose

You can get anything you need

Anyone if the price’s agreed

And nothing left for you to lose

It’s entertainment for the lost and lonely

And cabaret for those who dare

The last attainment of the one and only

It’s got to be to get you there

Chorus & repeat