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It's a bend-out, burned-out, bird-hound Saturday night Under the crimson cut-throat canyon sky Ah, the city's on fire but the hills are alive With the sound of this night Baby leans close and she whispers she don't care She wraps her legs round my waist Runs her fingers through my hair She rests her head on these soft tail lights Feel the world rushing under this bike Hear the cold highway explode, in rubber and fire Now the only thing that matters is this leather cutting through this California wind She said, “Take me anywhere” She said, “Take me everywhere” Everybody's got someone they don't wanna be You don't wanna be you, I don't wanna be me Everybody's got a plan, everybody's got a dream I ain't got nothing, I just wanna be free Ain't much that's mine, but these boots and this time Maybe I'll take you right out of here Baby, I'll take you right out of here I'm a prize fight lover, soul auctioneer Songtexte Now the 101 is blacker than a funeral parade I grab the throttle, left a scar on the interstate You see, the funny thing about leaving town You leave something you think you can't live without Now we're heading north, but she's looking south She whispered one last request, apologize to the desert wind She said, “I'll never look back again” She said, “I'll never look back again” Everybody's got someone they don't wanna be You don't wanna be you, I don't wanna be me Everybody's got a plan, everybody's got a dream I ain't got nothing, I just wanna be free Ain't much that's mine, but these boots and this time Baby, I'll take you right out of here Baby, I'll take you right out of here I'm a prize fight lover, soul auctioneer I got you right here, tucked behind my ear Whisper all your fears and your dreams to me I can feel you here, I feel your scarred soul speak With the longing and the nerving and its depth and its need The night is alive, this voice is a knife Riding shotgun tonight on your contra-band soul I got a keen premonition, a wild proposition Let the smouldering hunger in you explode She ripped the knife from the scene with a fugitive scream and a gypsy prayer She said, “Take me anywhere” She said, “Take me everywhere” Everybody's got someone they don't wanna be You don't wanna be you, I don't wanna be me Everybody's got a plan, everybody's got a dream I ain't got nothing, I just wanna be free Ain't much that's mine, but these boots and this time Baby, I'll take you right out of here Baby, I'll take you right out of here Baby, I'll take you right out of here I'm a prize fight lover, soul I'm a prize fight lover, soul auctioneer Aus Songtexte Mania