Oh the lights outside they're as bright as the sun

They're much brighter than anyone.

Oh the girls in the Queue yes they're waiting for you

Well they're waiting for their song to be sung.



And when the night turns to day and all the people go away

It's not the same, tell me who's to blame?

And when the stars shine so bright on the cold December night

I wish that I was on that stage



Oh won't you take a ride with me

through the Barrowland history

and I'll sing you a song or two

People they may stop and stare but baby I, I just don't care it's

it's only me and you.

And the drink and dance and drugs you know

it's all part of the show we go to

Maybe I should tell you.

That people they may stop and stare but baby I, I just don't care

tonight, it's only me and you.



Oh nothing beats the feeling of the high Barrowland ceiling

When the band starts to play.

Won't you buy me a drink and I'll tell her what I think

If she gets in my way



And when the night turns to day and all the people go away

It's not the same, tell me who's to blame?

And when the stars shine so bright on the cold December night

I wish that I was on that stage



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And when the night turns to day

And the lights they fade away

I wish that life and love would pass me by

And when the band stops a song because there's something going on

Well there is magic in the air I swear.

And I wish that I saw Bowie, playing on that stage

I wish that I saw something, to make me come of age.



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