The Night Belongs to Mona

Mona's become a child of the night
 When she goes out
 It's only for bare necessities
 She says she's had it up to here with light
 While the city sleeps
 That's when she comes alive
 Yes, the night belongs to Mona
 When she's dancing all alone
 Forty floors above the city
 CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty
 Sometimes she'll call at some unholy hour
 She wants to talk
 All of this grim and funny stuff
 Then she'll go all quiet in her Chelsea tower
 And that's when we wait
 To see how the story ends
 'Cause the night belongs to Mona
 When she's dancing all alone
 Forty floors above the city
 CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty
 Was it the fire downtown
 That turned her world around
 Was it some guy or lots of different things
 We all wonder where she's gone
 That sunny girl we used to know
 Now every night we get the Mona show
 Maybe it's good that she's above it all
 Things don't seem as dark
 When you're already dressed in black
 We try not to see the writing on the wall
 What happens tomorrow
 When the moonrays get so bright
 When she rises towards the starlight
 Miles above the city's heat
 Will she fall hard or float softly to the street
 Tonight the night belongs to Mona
 When she's dancing all alone
 Forty floors above the city
 CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty