I wonder where your are tonight You're probably out on the rampage somewhere You have been known to take delight In getting in somebody's hair And you always had the knack Fade to black I bet you already made a pass I see a darkened room somewhere You run your fingers around the rim of his glasses You run your fingers through his hair They scratch across his back Well maybe its all 4 the best But I wish id never been lassoed Maybe it some kind of test But I wish id never been tattooed Or been to hell and back Fade to black