Из альбома: Don't Get Mad... Get Even
[Herman Frank / White - Charlie Huhn - Tommy Newton - Peter Knorn - Fritz Randow -- Ric Browde]
I've waited too long for us to be alone
Always trying to ditch our chaperone
Looking to the left and looking to the right
Trying to escape with you into the night
We're sneaking out
Heading south
You and me little girl
Clandestinely
Can't go to your place 'cause your folks are there
And over at my house we'd get nailed on the stairs
Ain't got no money to get ourselves a room
I guess your back seat will just have to do
We're sneaking out
Heading south
You and me little girl
Clandestinely
Fogging the windows up with our hot steamy breath
To get caught now would be a fate worse than death
We're sneaking out
Heading south
You and me little girl
Clandestinely
Yeah,
We're sneaking out
Heading south