Uh oh, looks like I'm seeing more of my old man in me Oh no, looks like I'm seeing more of my old man in me Not until you see Look in the mirror Who do you see? Someone familiar But surely not me For he can't be me Look how old and cold and tired and

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light Her .38 special, boys, it do very well Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night? Ah-oh boy,

Catch me if you can I'm in the jailhouse now Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman Hey, hey Mr. Policeman Bet I can drive faster 'n you can C'mon hoss lets have some fun Go on shoot me with a radar gun You look bored and I sure am I got a 75 Firebird trans am

Will you show me the piece of my heart I’ve been missing? So I’ll light up a cigarette I’ll drink it down ‘til there’s nothing left ‘Cause I sure can’t get no sleep And Lord knows there’s no relief You held my heart in your fingertips So now I drown in

Radio waves through the air Can you hear me calling? Oh I've been dreaming Dreaming of a woman in white Hot summer night The art of make-believe The treasure behind closed doors The hunter behind the trees

And I sure know something, sure know something I've been a gambler, but I'm nobody's fool You showed me things they never taught me in school No one can make me feel the way that you do And I sure know something, aha I've been counted out, I've had fear

It's getting closer now We're better off without you Feel the pressure I can feel the pressure And I had to let them go Feeling empty, I can Some things I'll never know Tell me where our time went And if it was time well spent

That I'll be loving you always As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving And the rosebuds know to bloom in early may Just as hate knows love's the cure You can rest your mind assure As now can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow But in passing will

It's getting closer now We're better off without you Feel the pressure I can feel the pressure Feeling empty, I can Some things I'll never know And I had to let them go Tell me where our time went And if it was time well spent

Catch me if you can I'm in the jailhouse now Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman Hey, hey Mr. Policeman Bet I can drive faster 'n you can C'mon hoss lets have some fun Go on shoot me with a radar gun You look bored and I sure am I got a 75 Firebird trans am