All night long I roam these streets
Picking up drunks, sweethearts and freaks!
Night after night I am in my car
Rushing to a hospital or sitting and waiting in front of some bar
Night after night I am in my car
Hauling around strangers can really get bizarre!
Sometimes I’m bored, sometimes I’m scared,
Sometimes I’m listening to a heart being bared
But all night long I roam these streets
Looking for those drunks, sweethearts and freaks!
Picking up drunks, sweethearts and freaks!
Night after night I am in my car
Rushing to a hospital or sitting and waiting in front of some bar
Night after night I am in my car
Hauling around strangers can really get bizarre!
Sometimes I’m bored, sometimes I’m scared,
Sometimes I’m listening to a heart being bared
But all night long I roam these streets
Looking for those drunks, sweethearts and freaks!
1 comment:
Sounds like Travis Bickle
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