Getting crazy on the waltzers
But it's the life that I choose
Sing about the six blade Sing
about the switchback And a torture
tattoo
And I been riding on a ghost
train Where the cars they scream
and slam And I don't know where
I'll be tonight But I'd always
tell you where I am
In a screaming ring of faces
I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races
Yeah, just like me She was a
victim of the night
I put my hand upon the lever
Said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit
fever There was an arrow
through my heart and my soul
And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above And I'm
just high on the world Come
on and take a low ride with me
girl, on the tunnel of love
It's just the danger When
you're riding at your own risk
She said you are the perfect stranger
She said baby let's keep it like
this
It's just a cake walk twisting
babies step right up and say
Hey mister give me two give me two
now Cause any two can play
And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above And I'm
just high on the world Come
on and take a low ride with
me girl, on the tunnel of love
Well it's been money for muscle
And another whirligig Money
for muscle and another girl I dig
Another hustle just to make it big
And rockaway rockaway
And girl it looks so pretty to
me Like it always did Oh
like the Spanish city to me
When we were kids (x2)
She took off a silver locket
She said remember me by this
She put her hand in my pocket
I got a keepsake and a kiss
And in the roar of the dust and
diesel I stood and watched her
walk away I could have caught
up with her easy enough
But something must have made me
stay
And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above And I'm
just high on the world Come
on and take a low ride with
me girl, on the tunnel of love
And now I'm searching through
these carousels and the carnival
arcades Searching everywhere
from steeplechase to palisades
In any shooting gallery Where
promises are made To rockaway
rockaway From Cullercoats and
Whitley bay Out to rockaway
And girl it looks so pretty to
me Like it always did Like
the Spanish city to me When
we were kids (x2) |
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