Don Henley - Sunset Grill Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: Sunset Grill by Don Henley at LyricsKeeper.com.
Sunset Grill
Sunset Grill Lyrics |
---|
What Are The Lyrics For Sunset Grill By Don Henley?
Let's go down to the Sunset Grill
We can watch the working girls go by Watch the basket people walk around and mumble And stare out at the auburn sky There's an old man there from the old world To him, it's all the same Calls all his customers by name Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill You see a lot more meanness in the city It's the kind that eats you up inside Hard to come away with anything that feels like dignity Hard to get home with any pride These days a man makes you somethin' And you never see his face But there is no hiding place Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill Respectable little murders pay They get more respectable every day Don't worry girl, I'm gonna stick by you And someday soon we're gonna get in that car And get outta here Let's go down to the Sunset Grill Watch the working girls go by Watch the basket people walk around and mumble Gaze out at the auburn sky Maybe we'll leave come springtime Meanwhile, have another beer What would we do without all these jerks anyway? And besides, all our friends are here Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill Down at the Sunset Grill |
Who Wrote Sunset Grill By Don Henley?
Benmont Tench, Danny Kortchmar, Don Henley
|
What's The Duration Of The Sunset Grill By Don Henley?The duration of Sunset Grill is 6:22 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Henry Mancini: Moon River [From Breakfast at Tiffany’s] Moon river, wider than a mile…
- Liberace: Cow Cow Boogie Out on the plains down near Santa fe…
- Danny Stevens: The Oracle What a tragic mess you fools have made of this…
- Sleep: Marijuanaut's Theme Saturn five rise, as gravity dies, through ionosphere he flies…
- Tim Fite: My Hands Accidentally, on purpose…