It takes someone like you,
To bring me down, down on my knees again.
And it takes someone like you to make me cry.
He's the wild one can't you see,
He's the ghost in her memory,
Uptown boys, don't mean nothing to me.
It takes, someone like you,
To turn away, just when I needed you.
And it takes, more than your hands
To make me see, yeah.
A young girl lost in a poor boy's dreams,
Around and around 'til it's lost it seems,
Uptown boys, don't mean nothing to me.
And so it, looks like the last of the sun,
You know it does.
It looks like the last of the summer time,
All that's left is you.
He's the wild one can't you see,
He's the ghost in her memory,
Uptown boys, don't mean nothing to me.
And so it, looks like the last of the sun,
You know it does.
It looks like the last of the summer time,
All that's left is you, all that's left is you.
Is there someone out there,
With a gun in his hand,
And a girl in his arms,
And a prayer in his head,
Start it over again.
Is there someone out there,
With a gun in his hand,
And a girl in his arms,
Start it over again.
Start it over again, for me.
