What do you think?
This ought to be the right kind of place for tough guy like you
Garbage cans, rats galore
Scram!
I said take off, beat it, let's go
Driver, pull over here
You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever you are?
You're afraid to stick out your chin and say
"Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love
People do belong to each other
Because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness"
You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing, and you're terrified somebody's going to stick you in a cage
Well, baby, you're already in that cage
You built it yourself
And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somaliland
It's wherever you go
Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself
I've been carrying this thing around for months, I don't want it anymore