The Night Is Very Soft

S. Kilbey / R. Kilbey
(Northern Songs/Sony/ATV Music Publishing & Universal/MCA Music Publishing Pty Ltd.)

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Lyrics (unofficial)

[rev. Aug. 19, 2013]

Tiny drops of water glistened on her black fur
Taillights in earshot, headlights shine through her, and on
Legs crossed on the red surge settee
I sat next to nothing and she looked right through me, and on

Inside the car sat a sulky blonde
And on her lap the road went on and on
As she dresses I look to the ground
Perhaps I know where the place can be found, and on

Outside, the night is very soft, but where does it end
We'd pile into the Buick, but you've got to have money for that

92 people taking it too fast
They never noticed where their lines are cast, and on
Legs crossed on the red surge settee
Sat next to nothing and she looked right past me, and on

I've got a milk white electric guitar
Walked in the shop and I peeled off the notes, oh yeah
As she dresses I look to the ground
Perhaps I know where the place can be found, and on

Outside, the night is very soft, but where does it end
We'd pile into the Buick, but you've got to have money for that

Outside, the night is very soft, but where does it end
We'd pile into the Buick, but you've got to have money for that


The demo version on "Karmic Hit Previews & Rarities Vol 3" has slightly different lyrics (marked in red):

Little drops of water glistened on her black fur
Taillights in earshot, headlights shine through her
Legs crossed on the red surge settee
I sat next to nothing and she looked right past me, and on

Inside the car sat a sulky blonde
And on her lap the road went on and on
While she dresses I look at the ground
Perhaps I know where the place can be found, and on

Outside, the night is very soft, but where does it end
We'd pile into the Buick, but you've got to have money for that

92 people taking it too fast
They never noticed where their lines are cast, and on
Legs crossed on the red surge settee
I sat next to nothing and she looked right past me, and on

I've got a milk white electric guitar
Walked in the shop and I peeled off the notes, oh yeah
While she dresses I look at the ground
Perhaps I know where the place can be found, and on

Outside, the night is very soft, but where does it end
We'd pile into the Buick, but you've got to have money for that