They Do Respect Her But, They Love

He Spent All Night Staring Down At The Lights On L.a., Wondering If He Ever Could Go Home.

Moving Eight Miles A Minute For Months At A Time.

One Victim Lives In Tragedy, Another Victim Stops To Stare, And Still Another Walks On By Pretending Not To See

I Used Her And She Used Me, But Neither One Cared, We Were Getting Our Share.

Here Comes Old Rosie She's Looking Mighty Fine, Here Comes Hot Nancy She's Steppin' Right On Time. There Go The Street Lights Bringing On The Night, Here Come The Men Faces Hidden From The Light.