(m. crenshaw, l. preston)      Steady she goes   When she walked in time froze   Faces turned around to see   She's a glittering prize to all of the guys   Who will her next fool be?    From twilight 'til dawn   Her power stays on   Most every night is just like this   She doesn't slow down   Uptown downtown   I'll tell you what the reason is   Chorus:   You see   She hates to go home   After all the parties are over   She hates to go home   Where there is nobody to hold her   It's plain to see why it's so   Why does it ever have to be time to go   And face the darkness cold as stone   She really hates to go home   All alone   Her room will wait   No matter how late   Knowing how to lock her in   It won't set her free from what used to be   Shouldn't have, or might have been   Bolts on the door   Clothes on the floor   Tears running down the wall   Pictures so old staring so cold   Better to be anywhere at all