Tekstovi: The Pretenders. Night In My Veins.

I see him standing silhouetted in the lamplight
I cross the street and I quicken my pace
He cups his hands and he lights a cigarette
I find myself in the bones of his face

It's just the night in my veins
Oh, making me crawl in the dust again
It's just the night under my skin
Slippin' it in...

He's got his hands in my hair
And his lips everywhere (oh yeah)
It feels good, it's alright
Even if it's just the night in my veins

He's got me up against the back of a pick-up truck
Either side of the neon glare
It might as well be on a beach under the moonlight
Love's language reads the same anywhere (yeah)

It's just the night in my veins
Oh, making me crawl in the dust again
It's just the night under my skin
Slippin' it in...

He's got his chest on my back across a new Cadillac (oh yeah, oh yeah)
It feels good, it's alright
Even if it's just the night in my veins
Even if it's just the night in my veins

I've got my head on the curb and I can't produce a word (oh yeah)
It feels good, it's alright
Even if its just the night in my veins
It feels good, its alright
Even if its just the night in my veins
Even if its just the night in my veins

It feels good, it's alright.

Even if its just the night in my veins.