Night Slumming

(Night Slumming - burp 123) Well good evening to, the dirty bordellos And good evening to, the girls who work uptown And say hello, well hello, to the gay young fellows Who make their love, on the meat rack In their sister's gowns Well I ain't no king, but I ain't no princess And I don't get drunk, no no But I can still be blown away The phantom lover of the future And I don't go to work 'Cause I sleep all through the day Talkin' 'bout *Night, night, night, night slumminNight, night, night, night slumminNight, night, night, night slumminSo when you see me tonight I'd be reaching the heights So were coming