Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, ah. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. . You're playin' with my thunder. Heavens knows I sometimes wonder who you are.
The street light crawls into a bare bulb hotel. Where dead eyes shine there's a story to tell. It's a life of crime on a bed of stone. When the devil calls you're better off alone, ah.
This is the place where nobody comes from. Perfect strangers in this desert town. Just out of flame, looking for favors. Hungry players when the deals go down.