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Bon Jovi One Wild Night Live 1985 2001

my boys hit the streets Right on time She's here to make my night complete Then I'm long gone, I got another show This one more town, one mile to go One endless night

There are colors in the night Red, white and blue People shufflin' their feet People swimmin' in their shoes There's a warming sign on the road ahead

'm feelin' like a Monday, but someday I'll be Saturday night Oh, I'm feelin' like a Monday, but someday I'll be Saturday night Saturday night All right, all right Saturday night

got his six string in hock Now he's holding in what he used To make it talk - so tough, it's tough Gina dreams of running away When she cries in the night

me through hell Chains of love got a hold on me When passion's a prison, you can't break free You're a loaded gun There's nowhere to run No one can save

to stone I thought that I was left to walk this wicked world alone Tonight I'll dust myself off Tonight I'll suck my gut in I'll face the night and I

: (Bob Geldof) The silicon chip inside her head, Got switched to overload Nobody's gonna go to school today, She's gonna make them stay at home, And

: On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives. They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes. ALL

I'm feelin' like a Monday, but someday I'll be Saturday night I'm feelin' like a Monday, but someday I'll be Saturday night Saturday night __________, all right, all right Saturday night