The kids 'round here look just like sticks. They trade old licks with a beat up six. I just smile and catch the groove. Gothic girls all dress in black. Serious as heart attacks. It takes a little bit of getting used to. The old man with the whiskey stains. Lost the night forgot his name. His poor wife will sleep alone again. And it ain't hard to understand. Why she's holding on to her own hand. Refrão:. It's midnight in Chelsea midnight in Chelsea. No one's asking me for favors. No one's looking for a savior. They're too busy saving me. I've seen a lonesloane ranger drive. seems her chauffeur took a dive. And sold her secrets to the sun. And later in a magazine. I finally figured what it means. To be a saint not a queen. Two lustful lovers catch a spark. And chase their shadows in the dark. Someone's getting off tonight. Of a big red bus that's packed so tight. It disappears in a trail of light. Somewhere someone's dreaming baby it's all right.... It's midnight in Chelsea midnight in Chelsea. No one's asking me for favors. No one's looking for a savoir. They're too busy saving me. Midnight in Chelsea midnight in Chelsea. No one's pinned dreams on me. No one's asking me to bleed. I'm the man I want to be. When Chelsea girls sing.... It's morning when I go to sleep. In the distant dawn a church bell rings. Another day is coming on. A baby's born an old man dies. Somewhere young lovers kiss good-bye. I leave my soul and just move on. And wish that I was there to sing this song. Refrão. It's midnight in Chelsea midnight in Chelsea. No one's pinned dreams on me. No one's asking me to bleed. I'm the man I want to be. The man I want to bethe man I want to be. Midnight in Chelsea