Texty: Everything But The Girl. Low Tide of the Night.

London in the low tide of the night and not a taxi cab in sight
Anesthetized I start the journey home
I've been living months alone, I've been avoiding things
The phone rings, I use the answer phone

Inside out in the daytime, outside in in the night time
Inside out in the daytime, outside in in the night time

When you're down and troubled you don't tell your friends
You don't tell your family, I won't let them talk about me
I'm gonna let nobody down

Soho in the high tide of the day and for a while I'm swept away
I just forget it
I use my walkman when I walk and I don't talk
But later on the moment's gone and I don't get it

Inside out in the daytime, outside in in the night time
Inside out in the daytime, wrong at the right time

When you're down and troubled you don't tell your friends
You don't tell your family, I won't let them talk about me
I'm gonna let nobody down, down, down

Who shall I be tonight?
Who's gonna see tonight?
Who shall I be tonight?

Inside out in the daytime, wrong at the right time
I wanna know I'm good for you
Outside in in the night time, right at the wrong time
I wanna know I'm good to you

When you're down and troubled you don't tell your friends
You don't tell your family, I won't let them talk about me
I'm gonna let nobody down, down, down, down

When you're down and troubled you don't tell your friends
You don't tell your family, I won't let them talk about me
I'm gonna let nobody down, down, down, yeah

When you're down and troubled you don't tell your friends
You don't tell your family, I won't let them talk about me
I'm gonna let nobody down, down, down, yeah

No, no, no, no, I won't let them talk about me
I'm gonna let nobody down, down, down, down