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.