Be my love, for no one else can end this yearning. This need that you and you alone create. Just fill my arms the way you've filled my dreams. The dreams that you inspire with ev'ry sweet desire.
Were not here to crawl away. Or find blame from wasted time. Straight or high is not wasted time. Feeling true in poor Paranoiaville. . Excuses are so easy.
Too many people going underground,. Too many reaching for a piece of cake. Too many people pulled and pushed around. Too many waiting for that lucky break.
Speed along the highway, honey I want it my way. But listen to her daddy's song, don't stay out to long. Were just busy hidin', sitting the back seat of my car.
One, two, three, four. Woohoo. I was walking down the street the other day. Who did I meet?. . I met a friend of mine and he did say. Man, I can smell your feet a mile away.
Ram on, give your heart to somebody. Soon, right away, right away. . Who's that coming now, they're coming. Who's that coming now, now, baby?.