Your heart's on the loose. You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose. And this ain't no place for the weary kind. . You called all your shots. Shooting eight ball at the corner truck stop.
Oh baby,... me baby, you kiss these poor lips of mine. Please tell me that you love me, and your heart is forever mine. I gotta hold it down inside me, and I feel it's too deep to fill.
I don't even know where I've been. Until I'm up and I'm gone again. Forever traveling this road I'm on. . How long can I sing the blues?. Ain't worth what I have to lose.