Paroles: Robert Forster. Warm Nights. Cryin' Love.

Well the medallion?s back
and so are the alligator shoes
and your drinks are as dry
as a salt water cruise
yes I?m drifting back
to the nightclubs and the stage
and if you want to read my book
just go to the final page

and it?s a cryin? love
cryin? love
cryin' love
tears to enjoy, a cryin? love
like a shamefaced boy

well it?s the lawman in me
that loves honesty and truth
but it?s the harlequin in you
that never knew what to do
so I?m going to come to your house
because I want to see
he cannot be as good looking as me
I?m going to win you, get you, then we?ll
Both sail free, into a

cryin? love
cryin? love
cryin' love
tears to enjoy, a cryin? love
Just like a shamefaced little boy

Do you remember
That funny little dance
That funny little dance
That I used to do
Well I could do it for you
If you want
I could run it down on the spot
I could run it, move it, cry it
Just for you, into a

cryin? love
cryin? love
cryin' love
tears to enjoy, a cryin? love
like a shamefaced little boy

I?m going to come to your house
because I want to see
he cannot be as good looking as me
(Impossible!)
going to win, get you, then we?ll
Both sail, we?re gonna sail, we?re gonna
Sail into a

Cryin? love