Lyrics of
Club At The End Of The Street

When the shades are drawn
And the light of the moon is banned
And the stars up above
(Kind of off beat)
Walk the heavens hand in hand
There's a shady place
At the end of the working day
Where young lovers go
And this hot little trio plays
Thats where we meet
Thats where we meet
Me and you rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
(REPEAT AT END)
Theres a downtown smell of cooking
From the flame on an open grill
Theres a sax and a big bass pumping
Lord have mercy
You cant sit still