It's time to let the lost boys take you in It's getting cold out You went yourself down So, please, don't go out You're looking dead behind the eyes
We'll stay at your house Watch all those late shows on tv I like you best when you're right here with me
And all the lost boys We make a picture perfect team Bruising sidewalks With all that drunking of that fit And boy I promise Well never ever let you leave Never let you leave
