On streets we call the zoo We eat the night, we drink the time Make our dreams come true And hungry eyes are passing by The job is done and I go out Another boring day I leave it all behind me now So many worlds away I meet my girl, she's dressed to kill

On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun Like lovers and heroes, and the restless part of everyone We're only at home when we're on the run He's got a road map of Jupiter A radar fix on the stars All along the highway She's got a

I didn't know you'd be insane She's twisted, he's a rebel, she's sick, he's hard to handle The worst part of all is he just don't care She's twisted like a rope, that is wrapped around his throat Dreams can be so deceiving Pain in my neck, thorn in my

Mine, all mine, all mine Shes my radio turned up to 11 Shes my country song that I just gotta sing along to So fine, so fine, like the finest wine Shes my blue-eyed dream, my summer queen I cant believe shes mine, all mine Whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh I'm a

Yeah, she's closer to the bottom but she's headed for the top. She's got a dream to be a star dressed in black like Johnny Cash, She likes to play, she loves to rock! With a pink guitar. She saw it in the window, just a callin' out her name. She mowed

So long my friend, my foe, my love, my pain The road's calling out my name Dreaming of La Boheme Maybe I'll go to Barbizon Or see a girl before she catches cold and she's gone Or maybe I'll just travel on So long my flame, my warmth, my fear, my fight

Let the rain fall down upon her Let her cry, for she's a lady Let her dream, she's a child She's a free and gentle flower growing wild She's faced the hardest times you could imagine And many times her eyes fought back the tears And when her youthful

Danger, she's out into the night Danger, she's such a pretty sight Danger, she walks the streets alone She was treated so badly it seems Now she's lookin' for a dream Danger, all the boys she don't know All the men, they look her way Could be hers, hers

You could never feel my story It's all you know I will not fold She's in control They all need something to hold on to They all mean well Pay your respects to society giving me hell May your dreams come to reality

For me it ain't real It's fools gold There too many fools sold Not an excuse oh She sits home and dreams That her man will leave his mark on her hand He's not all he seems But she's seen a dress, she has the flowers planned