(Gary Moore)
You've heard it said, I taught the bird to fly.
One kiss from me and some can't say goodbye.
The place you'll find me when the sun goes down,
After hours, on the wrong side of town.
How many faces will I change today?
Take them to places where the shadows play.
That's where you'll find me when the sun goes down,
After hours, on the wrong side of town.
Lulled by the promise of a broken dream,
They all come looking for the answers.
The question's never if and when they fall from grace,
After all, it's just a matter of time.
Here comes another with a life to spare.
So young and innocent but I know that stare.
Just whistle Parker's Mood and I'll be there,
After hours, on the wrong side of town.
After hours, on the wrong side of town.
Stay away from the wrong side of town.