Girls going crazy. Girls going mad. Girls going crazy. Girls going bad. . Girls going crazy. Girls going mad. Girls going psycho. Girls going bad. . Girls going crazy.
I see a turning wheel. On a dusty track. Caught in the void and empty space. In between there and back. And the paradise of going somewhere. That's still so far away.
He'll getcha right now in your sleep. He's gonna getcha. He'll getcha right now in your sleep. He's gonna getcha. He'll getcha right now in your sleep.
We're cruisin' Friday night. First Street all the lights. Taking in the scene. Fancy so we agree. . Hot gals walkin' round. Wonder what's going down. Stop get a tattoo.
There's a crazy sense of duty. As he licks between his fingers. And wipes the ketchup from his face and hands. There's a strong determination. That his teachers never witnessed.
I'm packing my crap and I'm leaving today. Just load up the trunk and drive right away. Might leave you a note right out in plain sight. So that you can read it and know that I'm right.
The plain is waiting.... And you must go. "Goodbye, I'm going to miss you",. And all the things you say. At a leaving, ah just turn your head. And walk away.
Dogs of war, they're the dogs of war. Dogs of war, they're the dogs of war. Dogs of war, they're the dogs of war. Dogs of war. . Out in front, off to war.
I'm going fishing. I got me a line. Nothin' I do's gonna' make the difference. So I'm taking the time. And you ain't never gonna' be happy. Anyhow, anyway.
Destroyer of checkbooks destroyer of men. Destroyer of home life destroyer of friends. Destroyer of credit destroyer of trust. She's a bad dead end. You cannot be her friend.
Deep inside these dusty walls. There's a sacred heart. I'd know this garden anywhere. She was warm, she was deep summertime. She was love itself. And she was standing there.
I was dancing with Mary she's just an old flame. She was dancing with Kevin who's never the same. He was dancing with Amy who threw him away. She was dancing with David and hoping he'd stay.
She throws her hair into the February breeze. She hears it singing through the branches of the trees. A song of something. She knows so well. And she's still looking for a freeway.
Watch them jiggle watch them swing. Aren't they just the greatest thing. All cooped up inside that dress. I wanna see 'em must confess. . Dey goin' da boomda boomda boomda.
Do you steel dream of summer nites?. The endless roads, between the distant lights,. Do you still find yourself on strange and long highways. Drifting into unknown phase....
You're big phat pretty you just stay in bed. All the day long you hurt my head. You're up all night with your wild friends. Doing those things means without ends.
I wish I had a nice song to sing today. But they shut off my water and my woman ran away. They got the car last Saturday night. And there's no food so I'm on a diet.
Burlington Zephers. And Kenworths that pass in the night. Deltics and Steamers. And F88's in full flight. Old train, take me back again. To the one that I love....
Said you wanted a private lake. Told you then it's a big mistake. Now my checkbook's about to break. You rode me until I bled. . Then you found some other guy.
All change on the merry go line. Everybody looking, for a sign. Jumping up and down, when the switch goes on. Nobody knows where it's coming from. I'm here watching, keeping well away.