So this is it, have we come to the end. No more fun, oh my friend. But I'll take my chances now. Lettin' loose again. . Wreckless weekends, weekends. Led by my heart, not my head.
Living in a one-room. If I don't fall in love soon. Hangin' on the telephone. If I don't get your call soon. . * every night I spend alone. I've never been so low.
As midnight draws it's steely shades. And the boystown girls go on parade. My tattoo she's a kiss away. In the creole town it's another day. Tears of rage and tears of pain.