There is a man, a tall man, follows no one. Out in a storm can he stay warm. From all the things that he's done?. . Oh, the city lights are such pretty lights.
From the California shore to New York City. The beat don't never stop. You can hear it on the radio anywhere you go. It's steady as the rhythm of a clock.
She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes. She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise. Now a woman like that all she does is hate you.