Oh the drones on the corner don't look her in the eye when she comes out to play And three times now at the Club Chi-Chi they've turned her away Last
Well we were heroes then, and the girls were all pretty And a uniform was a lucky charm, bought you the key to the city We used to dance the whole night
Oh I care for you, honey, at my own expense But something's spoiling my sentiments You open your mouth and it makes no sense All you ever give me is
Young love, I wish you well Shotgun and wedding bells Semi-semi and the damp is peeling Hole in the roof wet the baby's head Back streets, real scum
Keep your weight on the Dead Man's Handle Or the wheels won't hold the rail Keep your weight on the Dead Man's Handle Or the steam brake's bound to fail
Oh she danced in the street with the guns all around her All torn like a rag doll, barefoot in the rain And she sang like a child, toora-day toora-daddy
False hand in false hand Down Lovers' Lane, we walked, we two Love sold for fool's gold Down Lovers' Lane, we walked, we two On your back I'll climb
Somebody's walking, oh somebody's walking There on the grave of our love And somebody's kicking the dust and the ashes away Why don't they just let it
Hailstones and a sickle moon and the north wind races One more night of running my mind over lost embraces The steps you made when you walked away Still
Love makes people so blind That's why I can't make up my mind If you stop me dead in my tracks Or you just paper over the cracks You're the one I've
Oh Valerie! You give me heart attack Oh Valerie! You put me on the rack Oh you say that I'm history, you say I'm no good Then you want to be two babes
Oh trouble becomes you, it cuts you down to my size And you never were less than perfect in my eyes But I lost my way somehow For three hard winters