Man you ain't done nothin' wrong. Come on see the light. There ain't a thing that you can do. It don't matter how to try. Blow with all your might. That girl don't need a reason to be blue.
I'm a beat-up Ford, you're a Cadillac. There ain't nothin' wrong with that. Your folks think I'm poor white trash. There ain't nothin' wrong with that.
Where in hell did you go?. You left us all alone I wasn't even eighteen. You never turned around. Like some kid out on the run. You headed for the fun down in Biloxi.
A young man full of pride don't need much hope. He thinks he's got it made even when he don't. Thinks all he's got to do is order up a beer or two. And make work what everybody tells him won't.
I have built a city here. Half with pride and half with fear. Just wanted a safer place to hide. I don't want to be safe tonight. . I need You like a hurricane.