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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