Betsi Morrison, Kenneth Schermerhorn, Marianne Cooke, Michael San Giovanni, Mike Eldred, Nashville Symphony Orchestra & Robert Dean - Quintet/ Tonight Lyrics
The Jets are gonna have their day tonightThe Jets are gonna have their way tonightThe Puerto Ricans grumble, "Fair fight"But if they start a rumble, we'll rumble 'em rightWe're gonna hand 'em a surprise tonightWe're gonna cut 'em down to size tonightWe said, "Okay no rumpus, no tricks"But just in case they jump us, we're ready to mix, tonightWe're gonna rock it tonightWe're gonna jazz it up and have us a ballThey're gonna get it tonightThe more they turn it on, the harder they'll fallWell, they began itWell, they began itAnd we're the ones to stop 'em once and for allTonightAnita's gonna get her kicks tonightWe'll have our private little mix tonightHe'll walk in hot and tired, the poor dearDon't matter if he's tired as long as he's here tonightTonight, tonight, won't be just any nightTonight there will be no morning starTonight, tonight, I'll see my love tonightAnd for us stars will stop where they areToday the minutes seem like hoursThe hours go so slowly and still the sky is lightOh moon, grow brightAnd make this endless day, endless nightThe Jets are coming out on top tonightWe're gonna watch Bernardo drop tonightThat Puerto Rican punk 'll go downAnd when he's hollered Uncle, we'll tear up the townTonight, tonight, won't be just any nightTonight there will be no morning starTonight, tonight, I'll see my love tonightAnd for us stars will stop where they areToday the minutes seem like hoursThe hours go so slowly and still the sky is lightOh moon, grow brightAnd make this endless day, endless night, tonight