She comes to me when I'm feelin' downInspires me without a soundShe touches me and I get turned around.

You can walk away from your mistakesYou can turn your back on what you doJust a little smile is all it takesAnd you can have your cake and eat it too.Loneliness will get to you somehowBut ev'rybody loves you now.

Sing us a song you're the piano manSing us a song tonight.Well we're all in the mood for a melodyAnd you've got us feeling alright.

It's nine o' clock on a SaturdayRegular crowd shuffles inThere's an old man sitting next to meMaking love to his tonic and gin.

And the waitress is practicing politicsAs the businessmen slowly get stonedYes they're sharing a drink they call lonelinessBut it's better than drinking alone.

If I traveled all my lifeAnd I never get to stop and settle downLong as I have you by my sideThere's a roof above and good walls all aroundYou're my castle, you're my cabin and my instant pleasure domeI need you in my house 'cause you're my home.

From a town known as Wheeling, West VirginiaRode a boy with a six-gun in his handAnd his daring life of crime made him a legend in his timeEast and west of the Rio Grande.Well, he started with a bank in ColoradoIn the pocket of his vest a Colt he hid.And his age and his size took the teller by surprise,And the word spread of Billy the Kid.

So you play your albums and you smoke your potAnd you meet your girlfriend in the parking lotOh, but still you're aching for the things you haven't got,What went wrong?And if you can't understand why your world is so deadAnd why you've got to keep in style and feed your headWell, you're twenty one and still you mother makes your bedAnd that's too long.

Streetlife serenadersHave no obligationsHold no grand illusionsNeed no stimulation.