Thursday's crush is a Friday night rush. And a Monday morning cry. It's the tail that you keep chasing. And it gets away every time. . New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe.
You're the movie star of my inner space. Come to town awhile, bring your quite place. Show me how it's done with a wave of your hand. I'm destroyed and recreated.
Saturday morning alone and barely feeling. Sitting at home after rocking and a-reeling. All night in a cat fight. With the only one who can make me cry.
Morning comes, morning goes. Now it's me against the sun. The day goes by and darkness grows. And it's over before it's done. . Well I know, it'll be alright if I just get on the road.
Fascinating new thing, you delight me. And I know you're speaking of me. Fascinating new thing, get beside me. I want you to love me. . I'm surprised that you've never been told before.
Matador sweeps the veil. From the last young day of my life. Malibu tides inhale. Santa Ana winds from behind. . Wade out into the water. No more chances this year.