Cathy's hailing a cab she's hailing a storm Unto the of new york city Once we're inside, it's a ride That brings a white knuckle kind of
She me up on her rooftop, by a backdrop of watertanks and chimneys She's wrapped a cigarette, Lecturing etiquette, while I in the windows me
We took in and it was medicine And when nighttime came the skyline swallowed The Cathy lays the blame on thomas alva And 60 million telling new york that noon Ah, midnight strikes too Midnight strikes too
She says, "in new city, they throw their into wells 'cause you can't see a star, one hit you when It -- " "and if you caught one," I say, "who Could you tell in this whole damn town you? "
She smiled like a cat to a pigeon on the roof She says, "i look windows for universal truths" And we drank in the like whiskey hundred "but if fell," she said, "i'd tell you"
The from her roof could make your head Just It was holding up the world in a tablespoon And we drank it down,m every light in Like the sweetest, medicine I my wish on a satellite dish But still midnight strikes too Midnight too soon
Cathy never to slow down She's a hurricane working a town She laughs at me, I'm suburban bound But the is I live on a highway
I to this city for the solace of her roof window tells a story in cold hard truth As the spins beneath me, I ask it for proof That I'm living my in my own way Or will time just have own say
strikes too soon Midnight too soon strikes too soon Midnight too soon