Suburban Nights

Put on a few perfume pads
Girlfriend’s got a ticket out of town
Maybe she’s tired of the who’s who scene
Maybe it’s the winter, maybe it’s the spring
Seems like everybody’s tired of the same old thing
Drinking on the job
Working like a dog
Maybe it’s the dusk, or maybe it’s the dawn
Seems like everybody’s tired of the same old song
Suburban nights
All you do is drive
Suburban nights
All you do is drive all alone
Out looking for a bite to eat
Up and down on Menley street
Standing at the phone
Waiting for a call
Maybe it’s the summer, maybe it’s the fall
Can’t find anything I need in the West End Mall
Waiting on my check
In to get wrecked
Maybe I’m crazy, maybe that’s why
Seems like everything I do is a waste of time
Suburban nights
All you do is drive
Suburban nights
All you do is drive on and on
Suburban nights
All you do is drive
Suburban nights
All you do is drive on and on