Everybody knows, she's so good Doin' well for others She doesn't really know The powers are within her I know she's goin' down, goin' She walks by moonlight No one really knows Enchanted starlight Never goin' home

Runnin' wild and solo Just as fast as thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man she knows it She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now She ain't into wine and dinin' Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty Turnin' this

Whose rock? They call it 'Lover's rock' To make lover's rock You must know a place you can kiss Everybody knows it's a crying shame But nobody knows the poor baby's name When she forgot that thing that she had You must treat your lover girl right If you

Girl you're just amazing Singing oh yea I'm loving that, the way she makes me feel Singing oh yea she's so rad, this is just unreal And all around the world I've never seen a girl that makes me crazy baby 'Cause she knows that I'm falling fast I know

You, oh, oh, you, oh, oh Baby, this is what you came for Lightning strikes every time she moves And everybody's watching her But she's looking at you, oh, oh You, oh, oh We go fast till they can't replay Who knows why it's gotta be this way

Pain in my heart Stop this little pain in my heart Where can my baby be? And now the days Is treating me cold Lord no one knows Just won't let me sleep Lord where can she be? Has began to get tough

She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does And she aches just like a woman But she breaks just like a little girl Nobody feels any pain Tonight as I stand inside the rain Ev’rybody knows That Baby’s got new clothes But lately I see her ribbons and

You, oh, oh, you, oh, oh Baby, this is what you came for Lightning strikes every time she moves And everybody's watching her But she's looking at you, oh, oh You, oh, oh We go fast till they can't replay Who knows why it's gotta be this way

The girl in the other room She knows by now There's something ain't know other fears Now she wears this thread bare She sits on the floor The glass press tight to the wall She hears murmurs low The paper is peeling Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling

Any minute the 5 o'clock crowd will be coming Taps'll be flowing with beer The cigarette smoke is soon to be risin' And at 5:30 Clancy gets here She knows all their faces, she's practically And that why they're loyal and true They'll pay their tabs, and