《Open All Night(Live at the Point Theatre， Dublin， Ireland - November 2006)》歌词

[00:00:00] Open All Night(Live) - Bruce Springsteen

[00:01:36] Well I had the carburetor baby cleaned and checked

[00:01:39] With her line blown out shes hummin like a turbojet

[00:01:41] Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks

[00:01:44] For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks

[00:01:46] Took her down to the carwash

[00:01:48] Check the plugs and point

[00:01:49] Well Im goin out tonight

[00:01:51] I'm gonna rock that joint

[00:02:08] Early north jersey industrial skyline

[00:02:10] Im a all-set cobra jet creepin through the nighttime

[00:02:12] Gotta find a gas station gotta find a pay phone

[00:02:14] This turnpike sure is spooky at night

[00:02:16] When youre all alone

[00:02:17] Gotta hit the gas baby Im running late

[00:02:20] This new jersey in the mornin like a lunar landscape

[00:02:38] Now the boss dont dig me

[00:02:39] So he put me on the night shift

[00:02:41] Its an all-night run to get back to

[00:02:42] Where my baby lives

[00:02:43] In the wee wee hours your mind gets hazy

[00:02:45] Radio relays towers

[00:02:47] Wont you lead me to my baby

[00:02:48] Underneath the overpass

[00:02:49] Trooper hits his party light switch

[00:02:50] Good night good luck one two power shift

[00:05:56] I met wanda when she was employed

[00:05:58] Behind the counter at route sixty bobs

[00:06:00] Big boy fried chicken

[00:06:01] On the front seat shes sittin in my lap

[00:06:03] Were wipin our fingers on a texaco road map

[00:06:05] I remember wanda up on scrap metal hill

[00:06:07] With them big brown eyes

[00:06:09] That make your heart stand still

[00:06:10] Well at five a m oil pressures sinkin fast

[00:06:12] I make a pit stop wipe the windshield

[00:06:14] Check the gas

[00:06:15] Gotta call my baby on the telephone

[00:06:17] Let her know that her daddys comin on home

[00:06:20] Sit tight little mama Im comin `round

[00:06:22] I got three more hours but Im coverin ground

[00:06:25] Your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours

[00:06:28] Suns just a red ball risin over them refinery towers

[00:06:31] Radios jammed up with gospel stations

[00:06:35] Hey mister deejay wontcha hear my last prayer

[00:06:38] Hey ho rocknroll deliver me from nowhere

[00:07:45] Hey ho rocknroll deliver me from nowhere