The Night's Too Long

Sylvia was workin' as a waitress in Beaumont
 She said, "I'm movin' away, I'm gonna get what I want
 I'm tired of these small town boys that don't move fast enough
 I'm gonna find me one who wears a leather jacket
 And likes his livin' rough"
 So she saved her tips and overtime and bought an old rusty car
 She sold most everything she had to make a brand new start
 She said, "I won't be needing these silly dresses and nylon hose
 'Cause when I get to where I'm goin'
 I'm gonna buy me all new clothes"
 The night's too long, it just drags on and on
 And then there's never enough
 That's when the sun starts comin' up
 Don't let go of her hand
 You just might be the right man
 She loves the night
 She loves the night
 She doesn't want the night
 Don't want it to end
 Don't want it to end
 Well she works in an office now and she guesses the pays all right
 She can buy a few new things to wear and still go out at night
 And as soon as she gets home from work
 She wants to be out with the crowd
 Where she can dance and toss her hair back and laugh out loud
 Well the music's playin' fast and they just met
 He presses up against her
 And his shirt's all soaked with sweat
 And with her back against the bar, she can listen to the band
 And she's holdin' a Corona and it's cold against her hand
 The night's too long, it just drags on and on
 And then there's never enough
 That's when the sun starts comin' up
 Don't let go of her hand
 You just might be the right man
 She loves the night
 She loves the night
 She doesn't want the night
 Don't want it to end
 Don't want it to end
 Don't want it to end