Wendy made her way up here
from the Southland
Her mom 'n daddy foot the bill
Thinkin' Wendy has the talent for ...big time.."
They're certain that she will
But with the prospect of her failure
The pressure so severe
The parents haven't heard from their Wendy
In six or seven years
Now you can find her if you're lookin'
She'll be hookin' on 53rd and 3rd
If perchance you asked
"What's caused you to stay right here.. ?"
She'd say, "It's the lure of the BRIGHT LIGHTS..." (2X)
Lately I ain't livin' no life
I drive my Checker six to four
If the tips are holdin' good through the week
Then I'll buy the drinks/pay the rent babe 'n maybe more
But in the evenings you'll be liable to find me
At any Bleeker St. cafe
Tradin' gag lines with some comic from Jersey
Wastin' time before I play
The go-fer calls the numbers
"Is there a 57 please...?"
I struggle my way out through the curtains
But somethin' there is holdin' me
I'm caught in the lure of the BRIGHT LIGHTS (4X)
Music & Lyric by David Ray ©1986 David Ray/THAI MUSIC (BMI)