Bikeage
Running out of time again
Where did you go wrong this time?
When your problems overwhelm you
Go get drunk, it's party time
Take a Quaalude, relax your mind
Relax your body too
Run from problems, but you'll never get away
No one loves you, and you wonder why
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, face is red
Who's gonna pick you up
And use you for tonight?
When you're on the streets, with a needle in your arm
Selling your body for another fix
Who's gonna pick you up
And take you home with them tonight?
You're running out of breath again
You're an old maid, you're only 15
You're losing your little girl's charm
Cry all night, you'll never get it back
Don't be afraid, it's not too late
Save yourself, I need you here
Wearing off, wearing out
I can't think about it 'cause it makes me sick
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, face is red
Who's gonna pick you up
And use you for tonight?
Not me, not me
When you're on the streets, with a needle in your arm
Selling your body for another fix
Who's gonna pick you up
And take you home with them tonight?
Not me, not me
Not me, not me
Not me, not me
Not me
Where did you go wrong this time?
When your problems overwhelm you
Go get drunk, it's party time
Take a Quaalude, relax your mind
Relax your body too
Run from problems, but you'll never get away
No one loves you, and you wonder why
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, face is red
Who's gonna pick you up
And use you for tonight?
When you're on the streets, with a needle in your arm
Selling your body for another fix
Who's gonna pick you up
And take you home with them tonight?
You're running out of breath again
You're an old maid, you're only 15
You're losing your little girl's charm
Cry all night, you'll never get it back
Don't be afraid, it's not too late
Save yourself, I need you here
Wearing off, wearing out
I can't think about it 'cause it makes me sick
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, face is red
Who's gonna pick you up
And use you for tonight?
Not me, not me
When you're on the streets, with a needle in your arm
Selling your body for another fix
Who's gonna pick you up
And take you home with them tonight?
Not me, not me
Not me, not me
Not me, not me
Not me
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Writer(s): John William Stevenson
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