Miami Vice Lyrics

You're Paul Newman in Venice, Christ on the Mount

There's documentation if the stories run out

The thing about sunsets is they're over too quick

The harder you try, the less it'll stick

Paul Newman in Venice, sex on the beach

I'll settle for one if the other's out of reach

Bats in the attic, storm at the door

A million to seven for those keeping score

I swear I saw you die last night on Miami Vice

Someone looked right through your soul and put out your lights

Then you gathered up your things and got in your car

You used to sing that song that I played on my guitar

I swear I saw you die last night on Miami Vice

Someone looked right through your soul and put out your lights

Then you gathered up your things and got in your car

You used to sing that song that I played on my guitar

But not anymore

I swear to God I died last night on Miami Vice

Someone walked right through the scene and turned out the lights

Then I gathered up my things and got in your car

I used to sing the songs that I played on my guitar

But not anymore

But not anymore

But not anymore