Killers, The - The Ballad Of Michael Valentine lyrics

Michael plays with stars
Soul Sister won´t you take a ride in his car
Late to call
When you wanted to be all
Baby don´t be so shy
Rock children hold your heads up high
In the night while I try
And tell the ballad of Valentine

You got it bad, but you know it is true

I caught up with a friend in Dallas
We took a trip to New Orleans
Those black-eyed ladies
Won´t say they are sorry

We finally caught a train to Memphis
Where everybody talks the same
Those blue suede babies
All know my name

And I said hold tight
Can´t you see it is hurting me
But I have got the buzz
Like Marlon Brando
Michael Valentine, can´t we unite?

We ended up in North Dakota
Although my heart is in Mexico
My ... (?)
All went to Soho

With your new suit, & your black tie
Hold on, you are just a gambling man, all proper like
I broke to the right & I caught your eye
Shut your mouth & wave goodbye
Tonight, I aint going to let you rain on this parade

And I said hold tight
Can´t you see it is hurting me
But I have got the buzz
Like Marlon Brando
Straight faced with misery tonight

And I´ll not lie when I say I aint cold no more
But I have got the buzz
Like Greta Garbo
Walking forwards in the sun
And I have got a cold tale left to write

Well uh oh
I know he has going to be there tonight

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