Left on the road Under fucking thunder Rock and roll, sex and drugs and slumber Meet Romeo, a completely stranger He doesn't mind being yours for today Kick off your boots Wake up wearing my shirt If it is alright for you I don't want to know you too It's almost three Your clock ticks for this Mistakenly thinking you're not the same We are eye to eye, as you walk by I don't have to remember your face Kick off your boots Wake up wearing my shirt If it is alright for you I don't want to know you too