Don't Stop the Night - Momus

Don’t stop the night, we rush to this flat

And again for the first time strip off our wet clothes

(Don't stop the night)

(Stop the night)

Stop the night, the sixth sense of lovers

Instinctively tells us another is close

(Don't stop the night)

Don’t stop the night, we peel back the sheets

And glimpse the life history lying underneath in stark relief

(Don't stop the night)

(Stop the night)

Stop the night, of the creak in the boards

The creak that forebodes the voyeur (Don't Stop) and the Christmas thief

(Don't stop the night)

(Don't stop)

Make the night we first made love come again

(Don't stop)

(Don't stop the night)

Don’t stop the night, you whisper the tale

Of your crazy old flame with his heart palpitations and crisp physique

(Don't stop the night)

(Stop the night)

Stop the night, of this pain in my neck

That wrecks any chance of a semi-acceptable (Don't stop) sex technique

(Don't stop the night)

(Don't stop)

(Don't stop)

Make the night we first made love come again

(Don't stop)

Look who’s here through the wardrobe door (Don't stop)

Little boy lost down memory lane — ex-lover

(Don't stop the night)

Stop the night, the skeleton came (Don't stop)

Out of the closet and under the light (Don't stop the night) looking very much

alive

(Don't stop the night)

(Don't stop)

(Stop, stop)

Stop the night, naked and pink, (Don't stop) negotiating a (Stop) hot malt milk

(Don't stop the night)

We’re praying the old lady who keeps a spare key (Stop) will suddenly arrive

(Don't stop)

Make the night we first made love come again

(Stop, don’t stop)

(Don't stop the night)

(Don't stop the night)

(Don't stop the night)

(Stop the night)

(Don't stop the night)

(Stop the night)

(Don't stop the night)