“Cruiser” by The Cars
Big city noise disappears
Sucker punch is in your heart
Life is reason, light is clue
My shape is shapeless in your suit
Chrome red eyeballs reflect and roll
The simple sun is slowly sinking
Roman shoes and pretty hats
Glitter bombs that beat the beat
You comb the night ’cause you’re a cruiser
And you never get enough when you’re cruising down the street
And you’re taking off the heat when you’re on the moonlight run
(cruiser… cruiser)
Floating jets and big vignettes
Get the treatment, grab a cab
Set aside the screaming fish
Tell the world why you’re so glad
Flip the switches, pull the plug
You always wait for better news
You need a hit, you need a suck
You don’t easily get amused
You comb the night ’cause you’re a cruiser
And you never get enough when you’re cruising down the street
And you’re taking off the heat when you’re on the moonlight run
(cruiser… cruiser)
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