Testo di 'Weird Part Of The Night' di Louis Cole

Doin' it right
On the weird night

Between three and six when my big ideas hit
Green freeways, green freeways, driving fast, at last
It's hard to be fake with nobody else awake
I can live how I live, baby, hanging hard, working hard

Not midnight
Not sunrise

In the weird part of the night, yeah
That's the time I feel alright, yeah
All the bullshit goes away, oh, yeah
But then it comes back in the day, yeah

Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night

Between three and six when no one can fuck your shit
So in touch, that's the best, send that girl a risky text
Thrill seeking, gland squeezing, give your life meaning
That spot on the clock when the world can't throw you off

Not midnight
Not sunrise

In the weird part of the night, yeah
That's the time I feel alright, yeah
All the bullshit goes away, oh, yeah
But then it comes back in the day, yeah

Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Yeah

In the weird part of the night, yeah
That's the time I feel alright, yeah
All the bullshit goes away, oh, yeah
Then it comes back in the day, yeah

Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night

Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night
Doin' it right
On the weird night

Baby
I'm doin' it right-ight-ight
On a weird night
Babe, yeah
(In the weird part, doin' it right)
Baby
(In the weird part, of the night)
You know I'm doing it right
(In the weird part, doin' it right)
Yeah
(In the weird part, of the night)
I'm doin' it!

In the weird part of the night, yeah