Bye bye baby bye bye I won't try to even say why. No use to sit and just cry this time baby it's baby bye bye. . I walk the floor and wonder about you every day.
(Dream on dream on teenage queen pretties girl we've ever seen). There's a story in our town of the prettiest girl around. Golden hair and eyes of blue how those eyes could flash at you.
Highway One. Crystalline-haunted sun. With the pacific masculine crash. . My little one. Enthralled by the redwoods. As I write amongst monarchs and mist.
You're unsure and you're not ready. So that must mean I want you. You're unavailable and disinterested. To you I look for comfort. . A million times in a million ways.
I'm having dreams in the night of you baby. And Sigmund Freud would have thought I was crazy. I wonder why you've become an obsession. All I know is that I need to have your big bad love.
I've seen them kneel. With baited breath for the ritual. I've watched this experience raise. Them to pseudo higher levels. I've watched them leave their families.
You're unsure and you're not ready so that must mean I want you. You're unavailable and disinterested and to you I look for comfort. . A million times in a million ways I will try to change you.
Black sheep and a renegade. Hot feet in the cool of the shade. The street jungle and the tough childhoods. Examinations done no good. Got crow bars and hot wired cars.
Burnin' alive, set my soul on fire. Runnin' with a gun, this place is gonna burn. No firewater or novacaine. No thunderstorm, no John Wayne. No kids to rock, nowhere to run.
[Oooh yeah]. Burnin' alive, set my soul on fire. Runnin' with a gun, this place is gonna burn. No firewater, or novacaine. No thunderstorm, no John Wayne.
Some people say I'm only out at night. . Maybe those folks might of got it right. And some people say I drive a Cadillac car. Or sell my wares hauntin' hotel bars.
Got the word, getting ready. Gonna get my pay from. I'm in light. When the action is hot. No town, no city. Gonna be free from the jumping jack. Kiss of life, getting gritty.
Alright hold tight. I really want to ball tonight. On a bender no space defender. A joy on the floor I'll get it tight. Toe to toe with a black widow.
Well the devil may care,. You toss 'em back and be a man,. With the last time,. Black ice,. End of it all, end of the line,. End of the road,. Black ice,.
I'll take the high road. And you'll take the low road. And I'll be in Scotland afore ye. But me and my true love. Will never meet again. On the bonny, bonny banks of Loch Lomond.
The steam is a burning,. Workin' up and down the line,. The pot is getting ready,. He's been working it so hard,. When it comes to lovin',. Big jack is on his way,.
The steam is a burning,. Workin' up and down the line,. The pot is getting ready,. He's been working it so hard,. When it comes to lovin',. Big jack is on his way,.
Well the devil may care,. You toss 'em back and be a man,. With the last time,. Black ice,. End of it all, end of the line,. End of the road,. Black ice,.
Riot on the Radio. Pictures on the TV. Invader man take what he can. Shoot out on the silver screen. Stickin' 'em up knockin' 'em down. Livin' out a fantasy.
Riot on the radio. Pictures on the TV. Invader man take what he can. Shootout on the silver screen. Sticking 'em up and knocking 'em down. Living out a fantasy.