Wild Night - Van Morrison
    As you brush your shoes

    And stand before the mirror
    And you comb your hair
    And grab your coat and hat
    And you walk, wet streets
    Tryin' to remember
    All the wild breezes
    In your mem'ry ever.
    And ev'rything looks so complete
    When you're walkin' out on the street
    And the wind catches your feet
    And sends you flyin', cryin'
    The wild night is calling.
    And all the girls walk by
    Dressed up for each other
    And the boys do the boogie-woogie
    On the corner of the street
    And the people passin' by
    Just stare in wild wonder
    And the inside juke-box
    Roars out just like thunder.
    And everything looks so complete...
    The wild night is calling
    The wild night is calling
    Come on out and dance
    Come on out and make romance....

    Marco Giunco
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