Paroles: Rancid. Olympia WA.

Hangin' out with Lars on 6th street he knew I was in
trouble I was feeling much like the devil there was
something burnin' deep inside of me ran into three
Puerto Ricans these girls took us to the funhouse
where we played a lonely pinball machine hangin'
on the corner of 52nd and Broadway cars passin'
by but none of them seem to be goin' my way New
York City well I wish I was on a highway back to
Olympia...I'm having a hard time understanding it
gets all too demanding she's all gone and I'm
stranded something burning deep inside of me
all I know it's 4'o'clock and she ain't never showed up
and I watched a thousand people go home from work
how many times will it take me before I go crazy before
I lose everything something burning deep inside of
me ran into three Puerto Ricans those girls took us
to the funhouse I don't wanna be alone again