Club at the End of the Street sing and play along

When the shades are drawn and the light of the moon is banned

and the stars up above Otis walk the heavens hand in hand,

there's a shady place at the end of the working day

where we young lovers go and this hot little trio plays.

That's where we meet.

That's where we meet.

Me and you rendezvous in the club at the end of the street.

Ooh, where we meet.

Ooh, where we meet.

Me and you rendezvous in the club at the end of the street.

From the always drawn where the catwalks the gently ban sway,

you hear the sound a of Otis walk and the voice of vin

Gaye.

In this smok room, place there's a jukebox the plays all night,

and we can lov real close beneath the of a neon light.

That's where we meet.

That's where we meet.

Me and you rendezvous in the club at the end of the street.

Ooh, where we meet.

Ooh, where we meet.

Me and you rendezvous in the club at the end of the street.

There's a downtown smell of cooking from the flame on an open grill.

There's a sax and a big bass pumpin',

Lord have mercy.

Ooh, you can't sit still.

You can't sit still.

club at the end of the street.

Oh, oh, yeah!

You can't sit still.

yeah!

You can't sit still.