The kids 'round here look just like sticks

They trade old licks with a beat up six

I just smile and catch the groove Gothic girls all dress in black

Serious as heart attacks

It takes a little bit of getting used to The old man with the whiskey stains

Lost the night forgot his name

His poor wife will sleep alone again

And it ain't hard to understand

Why she's holding on to her own hand It's midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea

No one's asking me for favors

No one's looking for a savior

They're too busy saving me I've seen a lone, Sloane ranger drive

Seems her chauffeur took a dive

And sold her secrets to the sun

And later in a magazine I finally figured what it means

To be a saint, not a queen Two lustful lovers catch a spark

Chase their shadows in the dark

Someone's getting off tonight Of a big red bus that's packed so tight

It disappears in a trail of light

Somewhere someone's dreaming, baby, it's all right It's midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea

No one's asking me for favors

No one's looking for a savior

They're too busy saving me Midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea

No one's pinned dreams on me

No one's asking me to bleed

I'm the man I want to be when Chelsea girls sing It's morning when I go to sleep

In the distant dawn a church bell rings

Another day is coming on A baby's born, an old man dies

Somewhere young lovers kiss good-bye

I leave my soul and just move on

And wish that I was there to sing this song It's midnight in Chelsea, midnight in Chelsea

No one's asking me for favors

No one's looking for a savior

They're too busy saving me It's midnight in Chelsea, yeah

No one's pinned dreams on me

No one's asking me to bleed

I'm the man I want to be The man I want to be, the man I want to be

Midnight in Chelsea