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

Heavy metal, rock 'n' roll