I never say anything at all
But with nothing to consider
They forget my name (ame, ame, ame)
They call me hell
They call me Stacey
They call me Her
They call me Jane
That's not my name
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
Workin' on mysteries without any clues
Workin' on our night moves
Back in the beginning, streetside talking
You said "count on me"
You were always saying "Things would happen"
"Just you wait and see"
You said I could count on you
You never did come through
I can only count on you
To let me down
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of my town faced east
And the east was facing south
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all
Just pass it by, pass it by
Substitute, me for him
Substitute, my coke for gin
Substitute, you for my mom
At least I'll get my washing done
Pretty soon the sun will be going down
And this little town will be cool and dark
Forget about Heaven
Let me stay here forever
In the valley of the thundering hearts
Reaching out, to touch a stranger
Electric eyes are everywhere
See that girl, she knows I'm watching
She likes the way I stare
If they say why? Why? Why? Why?
Tell 'em that it's human nature
I don't want to argue
I ain't gonna budge
Won't you take this number down
Before you call up the Judge?
I don't want to argue
There's nothing to say
Get me out of your starry eyes and be on your way
Well. I'm running
Police on my back
I've been hiding
Police on my back
There was a shooting
Police on my back
And the victim
Well, he won't come back
I've been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Time's real short, you know the distance is long
I'd like to have a jet, but it's not in this song
Climb back in the cab, cross my fingers for luck
We gotta keep moving, if we're going to make a buck
Let it roll, Down the highway
It was a hot summer night and the beach was burning
There was fog crawling over the sand
Oh, when I listen to your heart
I hear the whole world turning
I see the shooting stars falling through your trembling hands
Cause I ain't asking nobody for nothing
If I can't get it on my own
If you don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long-haired country boy alone