| She sleeps at night and she wakes at seven
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| I take a nap around ten or eleven
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| And before midnight I take a little rest
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| So I’ll be lookin' sharp when ideas come best
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| At night, at night, at night
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| That’s when I get my bright ideas
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| Well the stars they shine and the streetlights they grin
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| And I invent the world again
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| When the radio waves carry shore to shore
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| Well I invent the world once more
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| At night, at night, at night
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| That’s when I get my bright ideas
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| Let’s go, Let’s go
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| Ah oh, bomp an a bomp an a what dey wo
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| Ah oh, bomp an a bomp an a what dey wo
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| When the sun does not but the streetlights be
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| The other world appears to me
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| At night, at night, at night
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| That’s when I get my bright ideas
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| Well the fog comes in and it’s a swirlin' haze
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| You know when the sea and the sky mix their separate ways
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| I stand on the rocks and I uh stare at the sea and I see
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| Jumpin', bumpin', electric-o-ty
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| At night, at night, at night
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| That’s when I get my bright ideas
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| Well the stars they go with you while you walk
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| And late at night you can hear 'em talk
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| When the daylight ain’t but the planets are
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| The door to the arcane is thrust ajar
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| At night, at night, at night
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| That’s when I get my bright ideas
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| Let’s go, Let’s go
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| Ah oh, bomp an a bomp an a what dey wo
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| Ah oh, bomp an a bomp an a what dey wo
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| When the moon is high over Lower Falls
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| When the Cafe Pompeii is wall to wall
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| At night, at night, at night
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| That’s when I get my bright ideas
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| Well sometimes I leave a light on, I admit it
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| So I won’t miss what might be happenin', any minute
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| At night, at night, at night
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| That’s when I get my bright ideas
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| One more thing
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| Well sometimes I leave a light on, way down low so my
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| Friends will know that I’m ready to go
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| At night, at night, at night
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| That’s when I get my bright ideas |