Tekster:
Southside Johnny And The Asbury Jukes

heart bleed Till every drop is spilled It's your turn to take the stage In this act of love It was all in the act of love When a love feels so bad You and

I admit you've got the biggest brown eyes And you know how to part your lips to tantalize, sure You can get any man you want, do it, do it And don't say

And to wake up and find it all gone Now you've got no reason, no reason to trust me And tonight my confidence is a little rusty It's getting late and

chance Ah, baby, you know that it's the truth Both of us know what the other's been through But this don't seem like the same old song and dance Ah

reached mine All I want is everything All I want is everything And I know that it's just my obsession Makes me scurry like a rat in a maze And I know

when you left But you know I only hurt myself Bring it to me Bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me I'll give you jewelry and money too But

strikes again I got to have some company So I get out the book for a little look A hot number jumped, my body shook And trembled at the memory Now

this Eldorado ¡round a telephone pole And landed straight in the arms of the state patrol There was whiskey on my breath and blood on the wheel And

and lonely landscape Freedom really has its limits When there's no one sharing in it Lots of space on this mountain top Lots of room and lots of spots