Angels with dirty faces Hanging outside my door New York City, you gave me the life But you took my heart just to even the score And I sing all night to a neon light And the neon shines back to me So I pull down the shade and call it a day And I turn up the colour TV Angels with dirty faces Calling me on the phone I spent so many years just looking for love And now they won't leave me alone And I sing a song but the feeling's gone Guess I'll go live in LA And pull down the shade and call it a day On funky old Broadway Angels calling me up all night Angels with dirty faces Make me want to turn out the light I sing a song but the feeling's gone Guess I'll go live in LA And pull down the shade and call it a day On funky old Broadway...