The Outside

Davy's got himself a black Camaro

Tearin' up and down the canyon road

Tears running down her black mascara

Wondering if she'll ever see him grow old

These days you can't be to sentimental

Gotta leave her for' the sunset gets too hot

Doesn't matter if you like it or not

You're on the outside

They spent the night on a west coast highway

Found a quiet little place to hide

He was picturing himself like Brando

She got lost in the fugitive kind

These days you can't be to continental

Gotta leave her for the truth finally comes to light

Why would you run away in the night?

You're on the outside

Oh I love the rush

Feel it in my blood

Roadblock on Los Alamitos

Blue lights on the sunset strip

One hand on his steel vaquero

Hoping that he won't have to fight this time

Everything will be alright

Here on the outside

You're on the outside

You're on the outside

You're on the outside

You're on the outside