Breakaway - The Cars

The loud mornin' in the small town cries

You gotta get away

And someone’s throwin' in the prize

They don’t wanna stay

The streets are quiet like the stars

Moonlight puts on a chill

You gotta get yourself outta here

You always say you will ha

Oh black rider feels alright

Oh Persian dreams china white

Where you gonna go tonight

You gotta breakaway

Well you gotta breakaway

Uh people move between themselves

Without on purpose touching

Always nearly dark and frantic

In the corner people clutching

The dance-o-rama it burns East breeze

Hiding screams of passion

The nightwatch city it melts away

Oh keepin' up with fashion

Oh black rider feels alright

Oh Persian dreams china white

Ooh, where you gonna stay tonight

You gotta breakaway

You gotta breakaway

Oh black rider feels alright

Come on chase the dragon

Time is tight

Time is tight

You gotta breakaway

Breakaway

Oh time is tight

Yeah

Time is so tight

You gotta breakaway

You gotta breakaway