From the recording Private Message
Written and Produced by Bobby Moon and Paul Thomas
©2019 (Moon & Thomas)
Sunyata Publishing (BMI)
Bobby Moon - Lead & Backing Vocals, Keyboard, Bass, Drums, Tambourine, Cowbell Paul ‘Pablo’ Thomas - Acoustic & Electric Guitars, Lap Steel, Backing Vocals
Lyrics
ALL DRESSED UP WITH NOWHERE TO GO
Smell the ocean taste the salt of the sea
As I go strolling down Avenue B
All dressed up with nowhere to go
I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go
I am the rake stewing in his mistake
My love’s turned to hate so give me a break
All dressed up with nowhere to go
Yes, all dressed up with nowhere to go
[BRIDGE]:
You know I thought I was her only one
But I found out I was the lonely one
An Icarus flies too close to the sun
Wearing a rented tux with cummerbund
He’s all dressed up with nowhere to go
All dressed up with nowhere to go
[SOLO]:
[BRIDGE]:
You know I thought I was her only one
But I found out I was the lonely one
Drove to the Perch for a night of champagne
But they were closed and it started to rain
So I was all dressed up with nowhere to go
All dressed up with nowhere to go
All dressed up with nowhere to go
All dressed up with nowhere to go
©2019 (Moon & Thomas)