The wind was howling,
Dogs were sleeping,
I had to bite my tongue.
Looking down the street,
I was hanging on
Eighty floors above the ground,
Suffering vertigo.
Got me a date with a drug store blond,
With a cure I know
She picks me up when Im coming down.
Kicks on the street
Its a shot in the arm.
Get your kicks on the street
Cant do any harm.
Cant put me on a drip feed,
Under state control.
I put a razor to my face,
And the steel is cold.
It aint going to take me too long before I get revived.
Im traveling incognito,
Dont want to be identified.
They dress you up,
They strip you down.
Aint going to find me falling asleep behind the drivers wheel.
You get me intoxicated,
Thats the way I feel.
I cant break the ice,
Shrinks in the heat,
Falling like an acrobat and landing on my feet.
She picks me up when Im coming down.
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