Angels With Dirty Faces – Peter Allen

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…