She dances for money in that old couture dress
Day and night she dances, dances for a stack of cash
In the New York nightclub, she catches your eyes
Doesn't have to look twice
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with dreams
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with scenes
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with dreams
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with scenes
From New York to Paris, we feel the blues
A lot of ethuse, but nothing to excuse
I feel every high and low of our dance
Get it? (Ha)
You don't give me a chance for a long romance
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with dreams
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with scenes
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with dreams
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with scenes
Improvisation
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with dreams
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with scenes
(Oh, that nightlife love)
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with dreams
Oh, the nightlight love, filled with scenes
(Oh, the nightlight love)
Whole lot of blues (Our blues)
A lot of ethuse (Tobacco use, haha)
But nothing to excuse
Nothing to excuse
Nothing to excuse
Nothing to excuse
In Paris, it's our nightlife love
Nightlife love.