Walkman

Heavy metal, rock 'n' roll It makes sense when you lose control When I met you, well, it felt like that Heart of gold and a heart attack You know I want to know you inside-out I think you think of me, but I got doubts You're the only sound I can't tune out So I give in, and we dance this dance again I hope you play this on your Walkman, baby Sun in your eyes and your hair long, baby There are some things that you do not see My love is a place when you're next to me New York City, Hollywood It made sense when the pay was good I get rich and I get poor But loving you feels like the penthouse floor, yeah You know I want to know you inside-out I think you think of me, but I got doubts You're the only sound I can't tune out And the room spins, and my head swims, so I give in And we dance this dance again Yeah, I hope you play this on your Walkman, baby Sun in your eyes and your hair long, baby There are some things that you do not see My love is a place when you're next to me I hope you play this on your Walkman, baby Moon on the rise and you can't sleep, baby There are some things that you do not see Your love is a place when you're next to-, next to me (You know I want to know you) (I think you think of me) (You know I want to know you) (I think you think of me) Heavy metal, rock 'n' roll