Brite Nitegown

Album cover art for "Brite Nitegown" by Donald Fagen

Donald Fagen - Rock, In English

Brite Nitegown

2 Plays

Duration: 7:17

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] I dreamed I had a fever I was pushing 103 My mom's all upset, crying by my bedside Everybody's praying for me I hear a scratching at the window I somehow twist myself around I realize, I'm eyes to eyes With the fella in the brite nitegown [Chorus] Brite Nitegown Brite Nitegown You can't fight with the fella In the brite nitegown [Verse 2] The eagle flies on Friday My baby wants to bash I hit the ATM and march down the street With a roll of party cash Right then a couple lit up brothers They put me on the ground They do the steal and leave me to deal With the fella in the brite nitegown [Chorus] *Instrumental break* [Verse 3] Ten milligrams of Chronax Will whip you back through time Past Hebrew kings and furry things To the birth of humankind I shared in all of nature's secrets But when I finally came around I'm sitting on the rug getting a victory hug From the fella in the Brite Nitegown Chorus (continuously sung until fade out)

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Credits

Writers
  • Donald Fagen