Donald Fagen

On a night like this, you look up at your lover
It's like you're in some old cartoon
Then you detect the scent of faded roses
Up in the sky, its that cruel countermoon
Could that be murder you see in her eyes
You try a long and desperate kiss
You can't escape it, that beam is sure to find you
On a night like this the story is told
How the women get restless and the men grow cold
Gotham shudders, there's a chill in the air
There's a countermoon, lovers all beware
Hand in hand, you walk along the river
You stop to clutch and caress
A countermoonbeam comes sweeping off the water
She goes you're not my Jackie, my Jackie was the best
Spitewaves are threatening the seaside hotels
It's nasty weather for July
Last night you loved her, tonight you wonder why
On a night like this the story is told
How the women get restless and the men grow cold
Gotham shudders, there's a chill in the air
There's a countermoon, lovers all beware
At every pay phone, there's somebody cryin'
All the streets are slick with tears
When you see that blue ray
There's a heartquake on the way
On a night like this the story is told
How the women get restless and the men grow cold
Gotham shudders, there's a chill in the air
There's a countermoon, lovers all beware
On a night like this the story is told (story is told)
How the women get restless and the men grow cold
Gotham shudders, there's a chill in the air
There's a countermoon, lovers all beware