The kids 'round here look just like sticks
They trade old licks with a beat up six
I just smlie and get the blues

Gothic girls all dreesed in black
Serious it's a 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
Ain't it hard to understand
Why she's holding on her own hand

It's midnight in Chelsea
Midnight In Chelsea
No one's asking me for favors
No one's looking for a savior
They are too busy saving me

I've seen a lone, sloane 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 is 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 savior
They are too busy saving me

It's midnight in Chelsea
Midnight In Chelsea
No one's pinned their 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
Wish that I was there to sing this song

It's midnight in Chelsea
Midnight In Chelsea
No one's asking me for favors
No one's looking for a savior
They are too busy saving me

It's midnight in Chelsea
Midnight In Chelsea
No one's pinned their dreams on me
No one's asking me to bleed
I'm the man I want to be
The man I want to be, the man I want to be
Midnight in Chelsea