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
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 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
 (You know I want to know you)
 (I think you think of me)
 (You know I want to know you)
 (I think you think of me)
 Heavy metal, rock 'n' roll