Lyrics:

Hangin' Out With Lars Down On 6th Street

he Knew I Was In Trouble

i Was Feeling Much Like The Devil

there Was Something Burnin' Deep Inside Of Me



ran Into Three Puerto Ricans

these Girls Took Us To The Funhouse

where We Played A Lonely Pinball Machine



hangin' On The Corner Of 52nd. And Broadway

cars Passin' By But None Of Them Seem To Be Goin' My Way



new York City Well I Wish I Was On A Highway

back To Olympia...



i'm Having A Hard Time Understanding

it Gets All Too Demanding

she's All Gone And I'm Stranded

something Burning Deep Inside Of Me



all I Know It's 4'o'clock And

she Ain't Never Showed Up

and I Watched A Thousand People Go Home From Work



how Many Times Will It Take Me

before I Go Crazy

before I Lose Everything

something Burning Deep Inside Of

me Ran Into Three Puerto Ricans

those Girls Took Us To The Funhouse

i Don't Wanna Be Alone Again.