No Known Drink or Drug

Passport, past life, a drifter's demons

Alone, lost and fast runnin' out of reasons

For not fallin' in with the foreign legion

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na)

Cold, kickin' the can around town one evening

Streets all abandoned, bars barely breathin'

A whirlwind, a woman and a famous feeling

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na)

A cool, hard beauty, christened with composture

Boots, skirt, blouse, shawl over her shoulders

Skin soft, lips colored crimson clover

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na)

A slow burnin' sermon to have and told her

But ever since she started sleepin' over

Oh, Lord, I'm livin' like a Holy Rolller

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na)

Red ammo, romance in the summer heat

In parks, on patios and in the streets

Our mission, makin' moments into memories

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na)

And when winter's off the leash and on the loose

We ward off the weather with a witch's brew

Of dominoes and prose and Delta blues

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na-na-na)

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na-na-na)

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na-na-na)

(Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na-na-na)

And no known drink

No known drug

Could ever hold a candle to your love

And no known drink

No known drug

Could ever hold a candle to your love

And no known drink

No known drug

Could ever hold a candle to your love

And no known drink

No known drug

Could ever hold a candle to your love

And no known drink

No known drug

Could ever hold a candle to your love