Last Rock n Roll Boy to Dance

Amy LaVere – Last Rock n' Roll Boy to Dance
 I've been listening to it rain for days, but now the storm's giving up it's fight
 High alone at home so long, I'll take the wind out on the town tonight
 And ride my bike around this cried out city
 And the street steam
 The lonely sound is like the end of a record
 Or the start of a bad dream
 So if I'm getting a thrill from this jukebox
 And the candy-colored jukebox light
 And this mystery boy rides home with me
 Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
 Damn these rules we carved in stone
 I wanna bust em into pieces on the dance floor
 There shouldn't be rules in rock N roll
 And who are we saving our broken hearts for?
 He's the last rock n roll boy to dance
 Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
 And he's got a hand in my pocket
 Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
 I see clearly he's a thief
 But he can take what he likes
 Cuz he's given me some feeling
 That's worth anything that he could be stealing
 Damn these rules we carved in stone
 I wanna bust em into pieces on the dance floor
 There shouldn't be rules in rock n roll
 And who are we saving our broken hearts for?
 Damn these wallflower faces of stone
 Dead and blue in the light of their cellular phones
 I don't care if they laugh when we walk out this door
 Who are we saving our broken hearts for?