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