Madrugada - Electric Lyrics
Pack your bag,run awayAlong a freeway, out of townWhere you'd like and the night is overIt's alrightFrom despair, between the sheetsSpilling over, spinning roundWaiting still, in the streetAin't it bitter, ain't it sweet, oh hoHolding, holding on to you againHolding, holding on to you againNo rushing, don't rush it, my loveHolding on, holding, holding on to youBet you lie, on your backIn the backseat of his carCattle black, pepper nightDylan Thomas, pass aroundPassing out on the floorIn the bathroom, black light vailWe don't need once againSing the song, singDrink the wine, loveOh, well how long did we stay in thereWell I can't believe my eyesWell how long did I take thisWell I can't hold on no, hold onHolding, holding on to you againHolding, holding on to you againI'm ready, I'm ready, my loveHolding, holding on to you