When the day is over And the work is done Well it's a different story As the darkness comes around I tried to let you know You're going the wrong way And the streets you thought Would all be paved with gold But when the wind cuts through You'd even try to sell your soul Everywhere you go it's the long way Now you're no longer Just the boy next door When they were falling in love With that clean cut smile Change of style Just for a little while
(chorus) What ya doing hey what ya doing Walking through danger Can't see the wrong or the right What ya doing tell me what you're doing Can't be a stranger Must be a trick of the night
Well its a laugh a minute And you can't decide Between the burning question And the fortune in his eyes You'd never let it show Or take it the wrong way Sometimes you wonder What you came here for Oh they could tear you apart With those bare faced lies Can't disguise all the hurt You're feeling inside
(chorus) What ya doing hey what ya doing Walking through danger Can't see the wrong or the right What ya doing tell me what you're doing Can't be a stranger Must be a trick of the night What ya doing hey what ya doing Walking through danger Can't see the wrong or the right What ya doing tell me what you're doing Can't be a stranger Must be a trick of the night Of the night Of the night Must be a trick of the night A trick of the night
When the day is over And the work is done Well it's a different story As the darkness comes around And the streets you thought Would all be paved with gold (must be a trick of the night) But when the wind cuts through You'd even try to sell your soul (must be a trick of the night) When the day is over And the work is done Well it's a different story As the darkness comes around (Can't see the wrong from the right) (what cha doing hey what cha doing) And the streets you thought (can't be a stranger) Would all be paved with gold (must be a trick of the night) (what cha doing hey what cha doing) (walking through danger) But when the wind cuts through You'd even try to sell your soul (must be a trick of the night) When the day is over And the work is done Well it's a different story As the darkness comes around (Can't see the wrong from the right) (what cha doing hey what cha doing) And the streets you thought (Can't be a stranger) Would all be paved with gold (must be a trick of the night)