theres something in the way
she mixes up the chemicals
next stop battaries
we'll crank it on the radio
sunday morning she'll never leave me waiting
she wouldn't wanna see me dried up in the sun
we'd be staggering
like sid and nancy
up all night
drinking nothing fancy
tossing rings
and passing packets
underneath our leater jackets
hope shes alright today
theres something in the way
she mixes up the chemicals
next stop battaries
we'll crank it on the radio
sunday morning she'll never leave me waiting
she wouldn't wanna see me dried up in the sun
she brought car crashing
back in fashion
and all night with her forehead gash and
held me close
when I was lonely
I sure hope shes alright today
I sure hope shes alright today
we'd be staggering
like sid and nancy
up all night
drinking nothing fancy
tossing rings
and passing packets
underneath our leater jackets
hope shes alright today
