Album: ... Nothing but a Dream
She's somewhere in the city and the clock has just struck nine
This great big city and I can't get her off of my mind
I called her today, but, alas, she never got back to me
Maybe I said something wrong
Or something's wrong with her message machine
She's somewhere in the city with a class of wine in her hand
This great big city with a lowdown, sorry man
It's tearing me up bit by bit the way she runs hot and cold
I so love her face but I sure worry about her soul
She's somewhere in the city, somewhere in the city
She's somewhere in the city but she might as well be somewhere on Mars
This great big city with its nightlife, restaurants and bars
So many places in the city for someone to have a good time
On a night like this I feel like committing a crime
She's somewhere in the city, somewhere in the city
Somewhere in the city, somewhere in the city