It's Feeling Like A Wasted Night,

The Piano's Dead, The Drummer's Tight

The Song's Gone Cold But No-one Seems To Mind,

Evangeline I'll Try Again Some Time.



I've Heard It From A Friend Or Two,

They Say They Like The Things I Do,

But Friends Are Seldom More Than Company,

Evangeline, You're What A Friend Should Be.



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Freedom Friend You've Found Me,

Now Love Is All Around Me.

Imagine My Surprise, Imagine My Surprise.



The City Streets Are No Place To Hide,

And Failure Loves Me Like A Bride,

But Points Her Finger Now To Someone New,

So, Evangeline, I'm Coming Home To You.

Chorus:



It's Feeling Like A Wasted Night,

The Piano's Dead, The Drummer's Tight,

The Song's Gone Cold, But No-one Seems To Mind.

Evangeline I'll Try Again Some Time.