Continental American - Peter Allen

Once there was a time

When this town was so high

We could never come down

When rules did not apply

We would drink fountains dry

In a club filled with sound

And bands would play to please me

You found a partner easy

Then the name game was the only game in town

Nights would end at 6 A. M

You sleep all day

And then start dancing again

The first to see the end

We did the Continental American

All our clothes from France

Soul Train taught us to dance

We had smoke in our eyes

Friends were lost and found

We were paradise bound

Some got lost, nobody cried

But others took their places

Always strange new faces

Always one more chance to go around

Nights would end at 6 A. M

You sleep all day

And then start dancing again

The first to see the end

Nights would end at 6 A. M

You sleep all day

And then start dancing again

The first to see the end

We did the Continental American