"Angels With Dirty Faces" lyrics

Angels with dirty faces
Hanging outside my door
New York City, you gave me the life
But you took my heart just to even the score

And I sing all night to a neon light
And the neon shines back to me
So I pull down the shade and call it a day
And I turn up the colour TV

Angels with dirty faces
Calling me on the phone
I spent so many years just looking for love
And now they won't leave me alone

And I sing a song but the feeling's gone
Guess I'll go live in LA
And pull down the shade and call it a day
On funky old Broadway

Angels calling me up all night
Angels with dirty faces
Make me want to turn out the light

I sing a song but the feeling's gone
Guess I'll go live in LA
And pull down the shade and call it a day
On funky old Broadway...