The Night Belongs To Mona

Mona's become a child of the night When she goes out It's only for bare necessities She says she's had it up to here with light While the city sleeps That's when she comes alive Yes, the night belongs to Mona When she's dancing all alone Forty floors above the city CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty Sometimes she'll call at some unholy hour She wants to talk All of this grim and funny stuff Then she'll go all quiet in her Chelsea tower And that's when we wait To see how the story ends 'Cause the night belongs to Mona When she's dancing all alone Forty floors above the city CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty Was it the fire downtown That turned her world around Was it some guy or lots of different things We all wonder where she's gone That sunny girl we used to know Now every night we get the Mona show Maybe it's good that she's above it all Things don't seem as dark When you're already dressed in black We try not to see the writing on the wall What happens tomorrow When the moonrays get so bright When she rises towards the starlight Miles above the city's heat Will she fall hard or float softly to the street Tonight the night belongs to Mona When she's dancing all alone Forty floors above the city CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty