One more murder in this town,
Don't mean a thing just
Along the edges, colors blur and seem familiar.
While you read
You were standing on the corner
When it all came
Maybe I should drop you at your door
Or leave tonight
How can you be so warm?
How can you know what
This bed is on fire with passion and love
The neighbours
Hey, you've got a lot of nerve
To show your face
Where have you gone my Rosealia?
Into the crowd he'll never
Well I'm watchin' Geraldo on TV
And I'm thinkin' about you