With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride Married to a dream with a mistress named music I still remember Miss Bessie singing Black, wrinkled fingers on ivory keys Just five years old,

Then she'll leave you with a smile At first she's gonna come on strong Like she'll love you all night long Like it's going out of style Well, you can't help but wonder Why you can't help but love her But you can't help love her And all that hurtin' was

Then she'll leave you with a smile At first she's gonna come on strong Like she'll love you all night long Like it's going out of style Well, you can't help but wonder Why you can't help but love her But you can't help love her And all that hurtin' was

Hello, hello Is anybody listening? Let go, it's everyone that's calling me Oh oh, won't somebody show me that I'm not alone, not alone Is there anybody, anybody? Yes I stumbled into the night We're touching but I feel like you're still out of reach But

It's so cold, cold as hell 35 below and falling How I wish that she was calling me It's such a lonely world It's like Latitude 88 North Latitude 88 North The iceman came to me tonight So very near but out of sight I heard the footsteps in the hall

Let's kill tonight, kill tonight Show them all you're not the ordinary type May your feet serve you well And the rest be sent to hell Cold hearts brew colder songs Fate will play us out with a song of pure romance Stomp your feet and clap your hands

(Bare grace misery) Sweet boy, come in I am the dark side of you Die for my sins Like the One once did Cinnamon bed For your unashamed appetite A figurante This dance will hurt like hell

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain From my eyes Tonight I want to cry

Hit it hard from the back Roll around on the front I know you've heard a lot of tracks But 12 Play is what you want Just let me call the studio Then we can go all night Girl I hope you can hang Cause I'm horny as hell tonight

Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night