All I Want
I want my name and Madonna's used just once in a sentence.
I want to look at another woman without feelin' like doin' penance.
I want a brand new Harley-Davidson or an old BSA.
I want a red head named Rachel for my good friend Ray.
But all I really want from you
is just one more night.
I want an old leather jacket with one to many chains,
Or two faded pairs of bluejeans without any stains.
I want a three record deal with a label in L.A.,
Or four New York attorneys that'll make'um pay and pay.
But all I really want from you
is just one more night.
Just one more night.
Just one more night.
Just one more night.
All I want is just one more night.
I want to find a mechanic I can trust with my keys.
I want to find a politician who makes less dough than me.
I want to go before a judge who knows the meaning of life.
I want to sit on a jury that knows wrong from right.
But all I really want from you
is just one more night.
Just one more night.
Just one more night.
Just one more night.
All I want is just one more night.
I just want the same as any other man.
I want to get to where I'm going as fast as I can.
I want a little hair left when they plant me in the ground.
I want someone to miss me when I ain't around.
But all I really want from you
is just one more night.
Just one more night.
Just one more night.
Just one more night.
All I want is just one more night.
Copyright © 1998 by Ned Lucas
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