The kids round here look just like sticks
  They trade old licks with a beat up six
  I just smile and catch the groove
    Gothic girls all dressed in black
  Serious as heart attacks
  Takes a little bit of getting used to
    The old man with the whisky stains
  Lost the night, forgot his name
  His poor wife will sleep alone again
  And it ain't hard to understand
  Why she's holding onto her own hand
    It's midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala)
  Midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala)
  No one's asking me for favors (shalalala, shalala)
  No one's looking for a savior
  They're too busy ... saving me (shalalala, shalala)
    I've seen a lone sloane ranger drive
  Seems her chauffeur took a dive
  And sold her secrets to the Sun
    And later in a magazine
  I finally figured what it means
  To be a saint, not a queen
    Two lustful lovers catch a spark
  Chase their shadows in the dark
  Someone's getting off tonight
    A big red bus that's packed so tight disappears in a trail of light
  Somewhere someone's dreaming baby it's alright....
    It's midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala)
  Midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala)
  No one's asking me for favors (shalalala, shalala)
  No one's looking for a savior
  They're too busy saving me (shalalala, shalala)
  (shalalala, shalala)
  Midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala)
  No one's pinned their dreams on me
  No one's asking me to bleed
  I'm the man I wanna be
  When Chelsea girls sing
  Shalalala, shalalala
  Shalalala, shalala, oh
  Shalalala, shalalala
  Shalalala, shalala, oh, oh ...
    It's morning when I go to sleep
  In the distant dawn a church bell rings
  Another day is coming on
    A baby's born, an old man dies
  Somewhere young lovers kiss good bye
  I leave my soul and just move on
  And wish that I was there to sing this song
    [Guitar solo]
    (shalalala, shalala)
  (shalalala, shalala)
  It's midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala)
  Oh, midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala)
  No one's asking me for favors (shalalala, shalala)
  No one's looking for a savior
  They're too busy saving me (shalalala, shalala)
    It's midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala) woh (shalalala, shalala) yeah
  No one's pinned their dreams on me
  No one's asking me to bleed
  I'm the man I wanna be
  The man I wanna be, the man I wanna be (shalalala, shalala)
  Midnight in Chelsea (shalalala, shalala...)